Friday Fiction: The Bat Convention

HELLO EVERYONE, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Sam…

…Sam, play it.

*Cue music.*

It’s October! And, as promised, every single Friday Fiction is going to be spooky, is going to be creepy, is going to maybe scare you.

This time, the iconography of choice is bats.

Adorable night-flying bats.

Only these, as you may have guessed, are not the innocent creatures that eat bugs.

No. These are much more Halloween-related. And yes, it might be easy to guess where this story could be going, but it’s got a few tricks to it that you might not expect.

So, CLICK HERE to start reading “The Bat Convention.”

And return next time for something involving pumpkins.  

tuning out…

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