FORAGE…a short story

Not long after the sun sets and the moon begins her celestial climb they too begin their climb.  A climb from deep within the burrows, which go unnoticed during the day, but could never be missed in the night.

Calciarites, with their distinctive appearance of long, filthy fur, and unmistakable height, make their nightly foraging run around the forests, parks and abandoned neighborhoods along the old polluted rivers.  Though mankind is now aware of the existence of the Calciarites, they have no idea of what, if anything, to do about them.

It was believed that these creatures were extinct, but the carcass of one discovered near an old southern town, by a dried-out riverbed early in the 2120’s ended that thought.  No, these creatures, for whatever reason, had reappeared.

Theory holds that when the once mighty Mississippi river, all but dried up now, lost her claim to the land it forced the creatures to leave their apparent, underground homes.  Now, they again make the surface their playground.

Contact made:  Air is abnormally unhealthy in the southern part of the states.  However, that doesn’t stop certain elements of the population from “exploring” the area.  This is how confirmation of the Calciarites was solidified.

A group of young “explorers’” found the carcass of one of the creatures, and took live videos, which in turn were fed across the Intercontinental Network of Nations (INoN).  People from around the globe bore witness to what happened. 

The video serves as a lasting reminder that the Calciarites don’t only come out at night to forage.  The young men were never seen again.

THE END

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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