{"sf1_id":1910959,"sf2_id":"3egP3Zwm","title":"2022 HALLOWEEN STORY: FIVE","author":"LeiLani","words":3099,"posted_at":"2022-10-23T01:09:00.000Z","tags":["Beach","Blood","Female","Girl","Halloween","Horror","Murder","SFW","Story","Teenagers","Vixen"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1910959-2022-halloween-story-five","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3egP3Zwm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/9b/e3/9be307a7-c73a-4b7e-b3bd-c8defaa5c70c","description":"#1 of Furry Horror\n\nWell, it certainly wouldn't be Halloween season without a good story, right?\nThis was actually a challenge I entered, asking for stories that somehow related to the number 5.\nI don't quite know if I won; I'll know the results early December.\nBut...I'd like to think I have a shot at it. * ^^ *\nCampfire stories. They can be filled with blood and gore, or ghosts and witches. And when the wind hits those flames just right, you'd swear they were alive.\nThe title might not make sense to you - at first.\nHopefully when you get to the shocking ending, you'll understand it quite well. And maybe you'll understand that sometimes campfire stories are really scary...\nBut sometimes, the real horror...\n...is the reality of it all...\n(Feel free to comment, and share your favorite campfire memories. I'm still fond of the upside down headless man in a tree with his fingernails scraping the roof of a disabled car on a deserted road, which the woman finally discovers when she looks out a window. Told just right, it's really frightening.) * ^^ *","content":"The fire was almost out.\n\nOne could tell by the way the five vixens huddled just a bit closer together and a few drew a heavy  \nblanket around themselves against the chill of Halloween night. One stared at the flames in thought,  \ncontemplating, as they licked and lapped glowing embers, becoming a mixture of deep blues and reds.\n\n\"Karen?\" asked another vixen and her name was Susan. \"You've been so quiet. Is something wrong?\"\n\nShe didn't answer at first. Her deep blue eyes, almost steely in the campfire glow, focused on the other  \nvixen and her companions. \"I was just thinking of something,\" she said, and her attention went back to  \nthe fire.\n\nSusan grinned. \"Something or someone?\"\n\nAnother vixen, Vivian, giggled from under the blanket.\n\nKaren rolled her eyes. \"I suppose someone...or something...\" She kicked at an errant branch with her  \nsandaled foot and watched the flames greedily surround it. \"We should tell scary stories, if the fire  \nbehaves...\"\n\nRoberta, next to Vivian, smiled and nodded. \"Oh, great idea! I mean...we're not supposed to be picked  \nup for another hour or so. It's only 11. Then we have a sleepover.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nVivian replied, \"Well, I have cheerleading practice so I might have to leave earlier.\"\n\nSusan snickered. \"If Robert picks you up, you mean...\"\n\nA chorus of _ooohs!_ flooded around the fire and Vivian looked deflated. \"We'll see.\"\n\n\"I'd love to tell stories!\" Brenda clapped and uncurled herself from under the blanket to sit closer to the  \nfire. \"We used to do it at junior high camp every night. Of course, it was summer camp and not so cold.\"\n\nSusan nodded. \"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so chilly today. Sorry, girls. Karen, I'm sorry too. Your first  \ntime meeting us, and you get to experience a typical Canadian prelude to winter unfortunately.\" She  \nshivered again and grabbed an end of the long blanket for herself. \"Well, if we're going to tell stories, be  \nquick, before my Dad comes and finds five frozen vixens.\" She tossed a few more branches onto the fire,  \nwatching the flames attack.\n\n\"Well, who wants to go first?\" Vivian asked.\n\n\"Karen, since you're the newcomer, you want to? I mean, I know we don't know you too well, so this  \nwould be a good chance to learn more about you.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKaren smiled faintly and shook her head. \"Maybe I should go last. If I hear from the rest of you, that  \nmight open me up a bit more...\"\n\n\"What were you doing out on the beach anyway this time of night?\" Vivian wanted to know.\n\nKaren looked around them before replying. \"Well, to be honest...I-I was trying to get away from  \nsomeone. She, um...she's been causing me a lot of problems lately...\"\n\nSusan looked concerned. \"Someone at school?\"\n\nKaren sighed. \"Yeah. Well, she lives with me too, so it's like I really can't just get away from her. I see her  \nevery day, almost every minute.\" Her paws clenched a bit and she sighed. \"I wish I could be rid of her...\"  \nThen she brightened, flashing the kind smile the girls had liked right away. \"But anyway, someone else  \ntell a story.\"\n\nVivian grinned. \"Oh, I have one! I actually read this in a Vixen Life magazine but it's still fun to tell.\" She  \nscooted closer cross-legged to the fire. \"There was a fox named Jason, and he was happily married to his  \nbeloved wife, Michelle. They'd had a very beautiful baby todd six months earlier, and it was Jason's idea  \nthey should have a baby monitor close to their bed, you know, to keep an ear out for when he cried or  \nwanted fed. So...one morning, Jason overslept rather late on a Saturday and, oh, the baby's name was  \nBrian, I just remembered. So, he wakes up and hears a sound from the baby monitor, a female voice  \nsaying to Brian, 'Go to sleep...and they will take you...go to sleep... and they will take you...' He smiles as  \nhe hears his wife's voice and gets up, showers, dresses and shaves, and heads downstairs to make  \nhimself something to eat. As he's eating, he hears a soft commotion upstairs, a few thumps, and then  \nsilence. He thinks nothing of it and continues eating. As he's putting his dishes away in the sink, the  \nkitchen door opens, and he is shocked to see his wife coming in with an armload of groceries...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe vixens all gasped softly.\n\n\"Jason, in a panic, runs upstairs as fast as he can, throws open the child's bedroom door and stands  \nthere stunned, eyes wide opened, seeing an empty bassinet...\"\n\n\"Oh my GOD, Viv!\" Susan shuddered all over and tightened the blanket around her. \"Geeeez! Stop!\"\n\nVivian laughed heartily and shrugged. \"I thought it was neat!\"\n\n\"Poor baby. I wonder where he was taken...\" Karen looked thoughtful.\n\nVivian replied, \"There's really nothing to wonder about. It's pretty much left to the reader's  \nimagination.\"\n\nKaren nodded and stared at the flames again.\n\n\"Roberta, you always tell good ones! Come on, your turn!\" Brenda prodded.\n\nRoberta giggled and stood up by the fire. \"Alright, alright.\" She looked down at the huddled vixens and  \nsmiled, and her teeth shone wickedly. \"Did I tell you about the hotel room my family stayed in once  \nwhile on a trip to Alberta?\" When everyone shook their heads, she continued. \"So, we were coming  \nhome and Dad had been driving quite a bit. Mom worried about him so we stopped at a hotel, the three\n\nof us, and checked in for the night. I couldn't sleep just yet so I went out to the hallway to get a candy  \nbar from the vending machine...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSusan laughed. \"Oh man, Berta, no wonder you don't make the cheerleading squad!\"\n\nRoberta huffed. \"I will someday! Anyway, I crept quietly out to the hall and past several doors on either  \nside. At the last door on the right, number 1002, I stopped because I heard something weird. It sounded  \nlike whimpering, like someone was really upset. I-I didn't really know what to think but the good fox in  \nme wanted to, you know, be caring, so I knocked gently on the door. The whimpering stopped and I  \nheard these weird, slow-moving footsteps come to the door - and I thought it would open and, I don't  \nknow, someone would come out and tell me to mind my business. But...no one did...the door never  \nopened. Now I was a little unnerved and decided it wasn't my call to be nosy, so I went to get my candy  \nbar. Shut UP, Susan!\"\n\nThe other three friends giggled and Karen managed a smile.\n\n\"Anyway...I walked past the door again, and I heard that same whimpering sound. Now I was really  \nthinking, okay, maybe I should check this out so I knocked on the door again. And again, I heard slow-  \nmoving footsteps heading to the door and stop. The door never opened. Now I was really curious, so  \nfinally I got up on tiptoe and tried to peek into the door window, you know, these really tiny things? I  \ndon't know what they're called.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKaren said gently, \"Peepholes?\"\n\n\"Yeah! Thanks, Karen. So, I looked into the peephole but all I could see was red, I mean, just plain red. I  \ncouldn't see anything else at all. So, I finally walked past the room and the whimpering started again and  \nI just kept walking down the hall and back to the room, and the whimpering stopped. I slept a little  \npoorly that night and the next morning, when we were checking out, I remembered Room 1002 and  \nasked the front desk clerk if anything was the matter last night. He frowned at me and said, 'Ohh, Room  \n1002? No ma'am, that door is locked and stays locked. We don't give out that room at all.' Then he  \nleaned down to talk to me so my parents couldn't hear. 'See, there was some bad business up in that  \nroom, little girl. A man was murdered by his wife, and then she slit her own throat. It was terrible. There  \nwas blood everywhere.' I was really in shock after that but then he said something else. He said, 'I'll  \nnever forget her eyes...just seeing those awful, hideous eyes...the REDDEST eyes you ever saw...'\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs she ended her story and looked at them, Vivian said, \"Um...I'm not quite sure I get it...\"\n\nBrenda snorted and elbowed her. \"You silly vix! RED eyes? She looked through the peephole and saw  \nred, right? She sawwwww her eyyyyyye...muahahahaaa...\"\n\n\"Oh!\" Vivian laughed, \"So the wife was looking through the peephole too!\"\n\n\"Because she knocked on the door! Duh!\"\n\nRoberta spoke up, \"Right, her ghost was still in that room...Maybe I didn't quite tell it right, I'm sorry.\"\n\nSusan chuckled and nodded. \"You did fiiiine, Berta. We loved it. Hmmm. Mine's kinda short really.  \nSo...this couple is driving cross-country and they're hopelessly lost in the back part of some rural small  \ntown, not many houses, a lot of fields and opens spaces. And they're driving, listening to the radio while  \nthe wife is playing with her smartphone to find directions. All of a sudden, they come across what looks  \nlike an accident in the middle of the road. Two cars parked close together and blocking the whole road.  \nSo, the husband stops the car and goes out to see what he can do. But both cars are empty. It's nearly  \nnightfall now, so the full moon is out and shining down on the cars. The fox looks around for any sign of  \npassengers and the moonlight shines on something else he sees suddenly in the field, surrounding them  \n- the glittering of several staring eyes...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBrenda shivered and grabbed the blanket again.\n\n\"The husband cries out and runs back to the car where he left his wife...but she's gone... He starts to  \nlook around desperately, calling out for her, and then screams in horror as the gang of tribal foxes grab  \nhim...\"\n\n\"Eeeeeek!\" Vivian cried out and laughed, hugging Brenda. \"Okay, okay, enough, enough!\"\n\n\"That was a good one!\" Roberta clapped. \"Oh, Susan, you don't tell much of a story but just enough.  \nWow...\"\n\n\"Thanks...\" Susan looked down, embarrassed. \"I got my Dad's storytelling gene.\"\n\n\"Well, he IS a famous novelist.\" Vivian pointed out. \"Oooh, maybe he can tell us some stories on the ride  \nhome...\"\n\n\"Lord, no!\" Brenda cried out. \"You want to give me nightmares tonight? This story already is one I'm  \nhesitant to tell you guys because it's just so creepy...\"\n\n\"Oh, it can't be THAT creepy!\" Roberta countered. \"Come on, tell us!\"\n\nBrenda took a deep breath and sighed slowly. \"Fine. There was a little girl vixen, about 10 years old,  \nlying awake in bed. She couldn't sleep, you see. She had heard something thump loudly from under her  \nbed and it had awoken her. She laid there in the dark, trying to get back to sleep. Suddenly, her  \nbedroom door creeeeeeaked slowly open. She couldn't see anything in the dark, not a thing, but she  \ncould just barely see her mother's head peek through the door. The little girl started to ask why her  \nmother was up and about at this hour, but then her mother's whole body slid through the open door. It  \nmoved very strangely. Her head wobbled on its neck. Her arms and legs didn't seem to work, and it  \nseemed like she was more of a puppet, you know, arms and legs flopping, not working right, and she  \nwas led through the open door. A dark shape appeared behind the mother, and the little girl now  \nwatched her being dragged slowly across the bedroom floor. The shape lowered the mother's body to  \nthe floor...and the little girl saw all the blood. She wanted to scream but instead tried to convince herself  \nshe was dreaming, so she closed her eyes tightly...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAll the vixens were looking at her in absolute horror, except Karen who continued smiling faintly, listening.\n\n\"The mother's body was rolled slowwwwly across the bedroom door and...UNDER the girl's bed. The  \nlittle girl opened her eyes again and saw the shape rise up...and walk slowwwwly out the door. A  \nmoment later, her father's body was dragged through the door, and he too was dead, covered in blood.  \nShe closed her eyes again tightly, still thinking she's in her dream, and listened to her father's body  \ndragged, lowered to the floor, and rolled under the bed.\n\n\"The vixen opened her eyes again, shaking, terrified, thinking maybe her dream was over. Then the  \nshape rose again and walked over to a wall near the girl's bed. She saw the shape lift what looked like a  \ntalon onto the wall, and then it wrote something in deep, red, chaotic script. Then...it shambled back  \ntowards her bed and lowered down to roll back under it and disappear.\n\n\"The vixen finally opened her eyes, shivering all over, and her eyes glanced over at the wall. She couldn't  \nquite see what it said, as she wasn't used to the dark yet. As she was finally ready to drift off to sleep  \nagain...she managed to read what was on the wall this time...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAll the vixens were listening raptly now.\n\n\"It read... I KNOW YOU'RE AWAKE\"...and before the vixen could cry out, she felt a cold paw around her  \nmouth and then she knew nothing more...\"\n\n\"BRENDA! GEEEEZ!!!\" Vivian cried out and smacked her.\n\nRoberta giggled, \"Well, so much for Vivian sleeping tonight.\"\n\nEveryone laughed, Karen included. When the laughter faded, Susan turned to Karen. \"We have about 10  \nminutes 'til midnight. I'm afraid you're going to lose our company then. My Dad is coming soon.\"\n\n\"Unless you want to stay overnight with us, Karen...\" Vivian offered.\n\n\"Well, I'd have to ask Dad but yeah maybe!\" Susan moved over close to Karen. \"I mean, if you want to...\"\n\nKaren's blue eyes flickered. \"Well...maybe I should tell my story first. You might not want me.\"\n\n\"Oh come on, that's silly, you're awesome, Karen.\"\n\n\"Yeah, come on!\" the other girls chimed in.\n\nKaren sighed and looked at the fire again. \"Well...I was out here tonight on the beach because I was  \ntrying to get away from someone. I told you. I-I see her quite often and she's always around, never  \nleaves my side, never gives me any time alone. Ever since she came into our home, she's been a little  \nterror.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nVivian rolled her eyes. \"Preach. I have three sisters.\"\n\nSusan laughed. \"Two brothers. Go on, Karen.\"\n\nKaren bit her bottom lip. \"She's my age actually. Same blue eyes, same black hair. She, um...she came  \ninto our house and the family just...accepted her, I guess. They never asked me my feelings at all  \nthough.\" Her paws clenched. \"I hate her though...I hate her so much I wish she was dead...\"\n\n\"Aw, now, Karen...\"\n\n\"No,\" Karen barked back, \"It's the truth. She's...different. She's always, well, she likes to play with me.  \nShe-she likes to do things to me...\" her voice got colder, almost ice. \"She gives me dreams sometimes.  \nDreams so horrible that they wake me up screaming. She...likes to challenge me. Dare me. She dared me  \nonce to do something to another girl at school. She had an armful of books and she was trying to chat on  \nher phone at the same time she was walking down a long set of stairs, and it made her so mad, so she  \ndared me to shove her down the stairs...but I couldn't. Another time, she tried to get me to drown a fox  \nat the community pool. I managed to pin him down on the bottom...and...I-I saw his eyes and he was so  \nscared...I let him back up and he was fine, but she yelled at me...she always yells at me when I don't do  \nwhat she wants me to...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"K-Karen...\" Susan gasped softly.\n\n\"Please let me finish. She wants me to do other things too. She doesn't like my parents at all. Or my  \nfriends. I-I worry sometimes she just wants...just us. The two of us, and no one else. She whispered in  \nmy ear once how easy it could be to go into the kitchen...take a knife out of the drawer...and then it  \nwould just be us. Or...I-I could be with my friends...and... well... do something to them too, and then it  \nwould just be us...\"\n\nAs the vixens listened in horror, their mouths open, Karen continued. \"Lately, she's been wanting me to  \nlisten to her more. And-and... I have...her voice seems different now, kinder, gentler. She keeps telling  \nme over and over, 'You should let me out, Karen...and then we can play...' But...I-I'm scared to let her  \nout.\" She glanced at the vixens one more time and her head tilted slowly to the right. Her blue eyes took  \non the blankest stare as the flames reflected them. \"But...I think she likes all of you. I-I think she wants  \nto get out...and play with all of you...\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\*\\*\n\n\"Better get Doc Martin up here fast as you can...\" The kneeling officer shone a flashlight inside the tent  \nagain and swallowed hard. \"Did you speak to the father?\"\n\nAnother officer next to him shook his head, still looking pale, holding a cellphone. \"Not yet. They had to  \nsedate him. They're moving him to the ICU though, because he might have had a heart attack. They'll  \nhold him for observation but...\" He sighed sadly. \"I-I really can't blame him, finding all this...and his  \ndaughter just...God...\"\n\n\"What about the other girl?\"\n\n\"She's a wreck. She keeps trying to tell me what happened and just bursts into tears. She keeps saying,  \n\"she did it, she did it\", but can't tell me who.\"\n\nThe officer shut off his flashlight and stood up. \"Well, let's get her checked into the hospital as well and  \nlet her rest for now. Then maybe she can provide some answers in the morning.\"  \n\"Yes, sir.\"  \n\"Did she have any I.D. at all?\"  \n\"Nothing.\"  \n\"What about the triple-homicide on Lewiston earlier tonight?\"  \n\"We're still getting details. Two parents, a little girl, dead. One older daughter still missing. Karen  \nSimmons. We don't have a description on her yet. Waiting on calls.\"  \n\"Alright, keep me informed and let me know as soon as you have I.D.\"  \nThe two officers parted ways as more sirens and flashing red lights descended onto the beach. A chill  \nwind blew from the lakeshore, scattering a few glowing embers still left in the dying fire.\n\nEND\n\n  \n  \n  \n\n"}