Elijah
The fire died down just as suddenly as it started, wisps of flames disappearing into the night, leaving us shocked and silent. Harley stepped forward boldly and stuck her hand into the pit. “It’s cold,” she said with wide eyes.
I played my flashlight around the room. “I thought the bull head disappeared after we dug up the hairpin,” I questioned, letting the beam illuminate the grotesque mask. Its yellow glass eyes glinted dully, giving it the appearance of something half-alive.
“Guess not,” Anthony said, moving with strange, jerky movements as he circled the room. He almost looked like he was half-dancing.
“Hey, you guys okay down there? I lost the signal to the static camera?” Brendan’s voice sounded broken and distorted over the radio, like the signal wasn’t quite reaching th
