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the dent in the yard was about the size of a softball and nearly eight inches deep. a trail from the dent to the open door of my house was visible. the suppressed grass blades pointed to the door. there was a barely visible path from the door to the couch. listening closely i could hear labored breathing and an occasional sloshing sound.
the darkness behind the couch cloaked what appeared to be a ball of some sort. perhaps my son's softball. a softball that wheezed and slightly trembled. a flashlight was needed.
the beam of light caused it's eyes to close. it clenched it's eyelids so tightly, it belched. spittle ran down it's chin and soaked into the carpet. it looked sort of like a small head, but it was almost perfectly round. no torso, arms, or legs. it rolled forward a few inches to avoid the light.
it was an unattractive little head, but it did not frighten me. it seemed harmless enough, i mean with no body, arms, or legs what kind of serious threat could it pose? that being said, it wasn't really something i wanted in the house. i doubt it would share the litter box with the two cats.
i moved the couch aside and reached down to pick it up. i didn't know what i would do with it, perhaps just throw it into the sky and hope it returns to the place from which it came. as my hand gripped it, i was surprised how soft it's flesh was and how easily the flesh moved around a solid skull form a half an inch or so under the flesh. i tried to lift it, the flesh distorted but the skull inside did not move. it felt as if it was nailed to the floor. two hands would be needed. i lifted with both hands and was shocked. the head easily weighed over 200 pounds. only an inch off the floor i dropped it. the face was not amused. i remembered a back pain brochure that illustrated the proper way to lift heavy objects. i straddled the head, back straight with slightly bent knees. i tried to interlock my fingers underneth the fleshy orb.
just then the doorbell rang. i left the head so see who it could be.
a boy stood at the door holding a box of oversized nestle crunch bars. "hello sir, i am part of the candy for college program, i am visiting your neighborhood looking for sponsors..."
just then i heard a rolling sound from behind me. the sound grew in volume as it neared. the face of the boy verified what i feared was happening. the little head rolled onto the boys left foot. the boy dropped the crunch bars and screamed. he tried to retract his foot but the weight of the orb was too great.
i looked down just in time to see the head dislocate it's jaw and expand it's mouth to easily grip the boy's ankle. the grip turned into a bite, and inside of a second or two the head bit clean through. the boy immediately fell to the ground and into shock. the boy trembled as the tiny head expanded just enough to devour him much like a snake swallowing an rat. i can safely say it was probably the most horrific thing i have ever seen. amazingly the volume of the boy was being compressed into the softball sized creature. that sort of explained it's incredible weight.
moments after it's lips closed over the boys scalp, a tongue darted out and cleaned it's lips of any remaining scalp hairs. then the head put it in reverse and rolled back into the house and under the couch. i picked up the box of crunch bars, sat down on the couch and turned on the tv remotely.
man, i love crunch bars.
Posted by griff at January 23, 2003 01:45 AM