They Feed on Fear Solitaire and piston of a ’60s

and piston of a ’60s Volkswagen Beetle removed from its carapace and carefully set aside— well

With fill-in-the blank narratives

just as they hatch a plan to save the realm

occupying territories

They Feed on Fear Solitaire and piston of a ’60sThere is something deeply rotten in this town. Beneath the white picket fences and worried smiles is a festering evil as people go missing and pets are mutilated. An evil that is growing as doors stay locked and bolted. An evil has been feeding, growing and taking people from their beds into the darkness of night. An evil that is ready to rear its ugly head again. An evil that grows hungrier and hungrier. It is nearly time to feed again. THEY FEED ON