Yeah, I really should have been finished with this story a couple of weeks ago, but I’ve just been kinda piddling around.  You know how it is.

It’s called “At Night When the Demons Come” and it started out as one thing and became another.  That seems to happen a lot to me.  The central idea was always the same, but it was going to be more blood and guts.  As it is, it is not blood and guts.  It is what it is.  Everything may not make sense, but please accept it for what it is.  Afterall, I’m not a professional.

The title of the story was originally going to be more sensational, but then I changed it once the story changed.  This title came from Whitley Strieber’s The Grays; in that book is an excerpt from a story called “Beings Come To Our House” written by a nine year old girl.  Late at night, when the demons come….

I just like the title.  Here’s my story.

John
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