Peas and Carrots [Chapter One]

Michael tore across the road away from the wrecked and burning SUV he had just writhed out of. He could still hear the monster screaming behind him. He nearly dove into the corn field in front of him, their stiff stalks slashed across his face making him squint his eyes. The night was pitch black and Michael couldn't see a thing besides the haunting shadows illuminated by the car's fire. They snaked their ways through the cornstalks like spectral tentacles extending out to snatch him up.
From behind him he heard the beast slam its weight into the moist soil he ran along. That made Michael's heart race and his feet sped to catch up. His breath was harsh and burned as he exhaled, it felt like swallowing razor blades as he inhaled. He closed his eyes, lowered his head and pushed himself to run faster but it still wasn't enough.
Just as he hit the clearing and felt himself break free from the cornstalks he was thrown to the ground. Two massive boney hands slammed into his shoulders. His legs shot above him and he felt his back crack. The ground was tough and burned as his face smashed into it. It didn't matter that it was damp soil, it felt like sizzling concrete.
Michael didn't even have time to breathe before a dull pain began to grow on his shoulder. The pain began to heat up and soon it felt like shards of metal were being ground into his neck. He opened his eyes and saw a small country home accompanied by an old tree, tire swing and flanked by a windmill.
Michael screamed as blood started to spray from his neck, his vision was becoming blurry. He saw a broad figure emerge from the house before everything went a foggy red.

"What in the name of Christ!?" Glen Mulburry shouted as he stormed out of his house. He had heard screaming and left with his shotgun in hand. What he saw was something from a nightmare. Just on the border of his corn field lie a man who must have been in his mid-thirties with blood spraying from his neck. On the man's back crouched a pale figure - covered with tattered grey clothing, its head convulsing at the man's neck as if it was gnawing on him.
The creature heard Glen's shouting and glanced up at him. Its face was a pale blue color, almost white. The creature's head was completely bald and had two triangular ears on either side which made it look unnatural at first glance. Blood dripped en masse from its chin. Glen followed the blood up to the creature's mouth. It was a foul thing, riddled with jagged teeth that sprouted out in every direction. The jaw was massive and looked powerful enough to break steel. Glen's gaze continued to travel upwards until it met the eyes of the creature.
They were large and completely black.
Glen felt himself sliding toward the creature as he continued to gaze into the abyss just behind the skin of its eyes.
Then he was falling.
And the whole world went black.

"Daddy!" Marlene Mulburry screamed from the living room window. She watched as her father went out to fight the monster. Her daddy always fought off the monsters under her bed and in her closet, but not this time. This time all the monster had to do was look at her father and he fell to his knees. The look on his face was absolute fear followed by nothingness.
In the time it took Marlene to blink the monster had jumped across her yard and landed in front of her father. It raised an arm, which was topped with five disgustingly long fingers that looked to Marlene like tree branches, and then swung at him. Then her window was covered in red.
Marlene closed her eyes and screamed.

-Jestro