Something Came Down My Chimney and it Wasn’t Santa.

Something came down my chimney and it wasn’t Santa.

Lee sat bolt upright, a sweet cold sweat covered his brow. It wasn’t the dream, he was sure of it even though the it now faded from his mind.

A scream pierced the night. The same noise that had infiltrated his restless slumber.

His wife shot from the bed with a elbow to his ribs startling him awake further.

The familiarity of the scream resonated in his head for a brief second.

“TILLY!”

Lee bumped into Dawn at the threshold of their four-year-old daughter room. Pink wall paper and unicorns, fluffy pillows and an army of teddy bears, but no Tilly.

A ear piercing scream splits the early morning again and they both ran for the stairs. Lee burst through the living door a moment before Dawn, two over turned grey sofas exposed their ripped canvas and a half decorated Christmas tree laid destroyed to one side, while Christmas decoration and broken bubbles scattered across the floor. Neither saw the desolate state of their living room because their four year old daughter slowly slides up the chimney backwards. Something black and long clamped over her shoulders as she continued to scream. A half full stocking trailed in one hand and then disappears after her.

Lee leapt to the fireplace desperately trying to grab Tilly’s hand as Dawn sank to the floor in a heap of devastation.

Damian, Tilly’s brother sleepy entered the room in his transformer Panama’s. He looked at his mother sunk against the door and then to his father laying sprawled by the fireplace in confusion.

“What’s happening? What’s going on?”

“My baby.” Dawn wails and sobbed into her hands.

Lee scampered as far up the chimney as he could. A sticky black substances coated the interior bricks and blocked his progress.

“Quick Dom. Grab my torch from my bedside.”

“What?”

“Just do it. Now quickly.”

Damian darted from the room and thundered up the stairs. Moments later his heavy footfall announced his return and he gave his father the torch.

Lee shone the light up the chimney and was greeted with blackness, the redundant smell of mouldy food and something else clung to the brickwork and his bedclothes.

“The roof. They’re on the roof.”

Damian and Lee ran from the house and stood panting on the snow dusted lawn looking up to the equally white roof.

“There nothing there Dad?”

Confusion clouded Lee’s face in the predawn light.

“It’s *in* the roof.”

Damian watched his father darted back into the house still sleepy and confused.

Lee raced past his sobbing wife and climbed the grey carpeted stairs to the landing, two steps at a time. Pictures of a happy Hudson’s family line the stairs in brown wooden frames.

At the top, he jumped for the roof hatch and caught the latch pulling the trap down. Stairs descended in a fluid motion.

Damian bumps his elbow as he placed a foot on the first run.

“Dad?”

“Dom, I need a weapon.”

“What is it? What’s happen?”

“Something got Tilly.”

Muffled scream echoed in the roof space and Damian’s jaw fall open.

“Dom! Focus. I need a weapon.”

“Ahh, yeah, one..wait there.”

Damian opened a door to their left and disappears inside. Seconds later he handed Lee a large knife that gleamed in the faint light coming through a window.

“Really? In your room? After this we’ve gonna have a serious talk.”

Lee ascended the stairs and clicked a switch. A single bulb illuminated the attic in shards of warm light.

A black mass shifts at the back of the roof. Lee shone the torch and Tilly’s frighten eyes shrunk from the light as the creatures straddles her.

“Dad! What the fuck is that?”

Tilly’s fingers cling to a dusty floor beam.

“Dad..please.” She wailed.

A white stringy material entwined Tilly’s body and the creature pulled at her – her fingers buckled one by one.

“Just hold on, I’m coming.”

Tilly disappeared into the darkness – Lee frantically tried to follow – the torch swings from side to side illuminating the edges of the attic space.

Lee stepped cautiously across the space between the beams making sure not to step on the fluffy insulation as Damian followed closely behind. The creature extended twelve black spindly legs and knocked rapidly on the wooden supports – a loud chittering noise fills the attic.

Tilly’s last finger slipped from the beam and the beast shot backward to a black hole in the side of the chimney.

Lee leapt froward desperately and hits the beams hard losing his breath. He pulled himself over to the broken brickwork and looked down the hole.

Dawns screams reverberated throughout the house.

“Shit. Dawn.”

Damian bumped his head on a wood support and cursed as he turned back to the attic hatch.

Moments later lee and Damian race through the front door, back into the snow scattered lawn. Their breathes bellowed out in thick fogs in the crisp morning air.

“Where?” Lee glanced around as Damian shouted to his father.

“Dad. It’s in the trees.”

Lee bolted forward and brandished the knife between the creature and his son.

“Come here you mother fucker and give me back my daughter.”

Picking up a loss rock from the suburbs of his garden he threw it at the creatures head – it bounces harmlessly off its thick hide with a thud.

The chittering noise became angrier and the creature slowly starts to evolve.

Lee looks to his son in a state of shock as a black head like a deflated balloon extends from its body on a boney black skeletal neck.

Damian looks from the numerous flashing eyes on the spidery body to the ascending eyeless head.

“No way. Is that wings?” Damian gasps.

A rib cage exoskeleton popped out of the body with a slouching sound and followed the head as two skeletal wings with sharp boney points fanned out behind it.

The creature’s body shook like a rattlesnake as the chittering noise becomes louder still.

The balloon-shaped head towered above Lee, as he looked up, a barbed tail extended over the creatures head threateningly.

Tilly’s muffled screams split the air as her hand becomes visible under the beast boubous body. Tilly’s petrified face pleaded with her father as two small human like hands grip her shoulders from underneath.

“Dad! Help me!”

Tilly screamed and frantically pulled at the loss ground trying to free herself. Lee dodged the thrust of the creatures spiked tail and tried to get within striking distance.

“Dad, watch out!”

The barbed tail struck again and Lee jumped out the way narrowly missing the wicked sharp point. The creature’s lower face split open above Tilly’s head and circles of serrated teeth span like a whirlpool. A puff of green smoke spread from the jaws and Lee staggered forwards coughing. As his eyes glazed over, he drops the knife to the cold ground.

“DAD!!”

A split opened in the creature’s deflated head revealing a large mouth with rows of serrated teeth.

“No!” Damian screams, trying to warn his father, but the creature struck with brutal speed and bit off his fathers head.

Dawn screamed from the doorway of the family home and fell to her knees as Lee’s convulsing body hit the floor.

Lights from neighboring houses flicked on as the creature shuffled back pulling Tilly with it.

Damian grabbed the fallen knife and lunged for the creature narrowly missing the barbed tail. He plunged the knife through the thick hairless skin, and it rears up revealing a scared Tilly.

“Dom…Dom. Help me.” She whimpers.

Damian reaches down to rescues his sister and suddenly goes stiff.

Blood spilt from the corners of his mouths and Tilly screamed again as a cracking sound filled the air. Damian’s body’s shook and the barbed tail pushed through his torso with a sickening crunch.

Tilly screwed up her face as green puss and blood cover her from her fallen brother.

A gunshot echoed of the houses and the creature shrieked and skittered back.

Another gunshot hit the creature square on and its hind legs buckled, shrieking, it scrambled upright as Tilly crawled from underneath. A man walked toward the beast brandishing a well used shotgun.

Brian, the Hudson’s neighbor, and seasoned hunter fired the weapon again, the creature’s grotesque torso collapsed back into its body.

“Get back!” Brian gruff voice barks.

Tilly scrambled past her dead brother’s body toward her cowering mother as a fourth gunshot echoed off the building. The creature’s greenish life blood spilt from a crack in it’s tough skin. shuddering, it slowly withered.

Brian pulled his dressing gown tight and walked over to the creature with his gun pointed – he smiled a toothless grin as the beast laid still.

Damian’s open mouth silently moaned to the broken night as his swollen body turns a greenish-grey. Gooey puss leaked from his eyes and nose and trickled to the virgin snow.

“Ah. Man. That’s disgusting. – The mid aged man looked over to the porch and the two female crying there. – “Ya’ll ok?”

Tilly cuddled her mother, and they cried together as the creature jerked and curls up tighter.

Tilly nodded and rested her head against her mothers chest as Dawn thanked Brian with a small nod.

Suddenly Dawn eyes went wide as

saucers as the barbed tail shot out and pierced Brian’s chest – the old hunter reached over his shoulder as he shuddered and buckled to the floor. The shotgun falling from his loose fingers, the gun hit the floor and sent one final shot into the spidery beast.

The tail slowly retracts back into the body and it finally lays still.

Tilly and Dawn consoled each other as more neighborhood lights turn on – neither saw the small spider-like creatures pouring from Damian’s body, thousand of them scurrying away to the trees in a thick [black line.](https://www.reddit.com/r/granthinton)

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