Writing Prompt: You’re all alone in a parking lot and you notice your shadow has changed shapes.
Out for a Walk
My heart hammered as the laughter behind me became louder. I dared a glance behind me, only to see that I was alone in this dark, empty parking lot.
I ran, my heels clacking against the wet pavement, as the laughter became a cackle. I turned my head, but all I saw was my shadow cast by the street lamp. Before my eyes, the silhouette of my body raised up off the ground. Long arms tipped with sharp claws and a horned head reached out to me. This was how it would end, but no one would hear me scream.