"Go back!" said Emily. Victoria rewound the video, captured from camera seven. "There, stop it there!" Emily said. "Look, in the background, just by that beech tree" she said.
"There's someone there" said Paul "Can you zoom in?"
"It's a recording" said Emily "Not real-time"
"I meant in software" said Paul.
"Hang on" said Victoria, and after a pause "No, we're losing too much definition, maybe if it had been the new camera."
"Well keep playing it then" said Emily.
They were gathered, all of them except Alison, around Victoria's laptop, watching closely. Victoria was still sat in her chair, with Alison curled up in her lap sobbing, but Victoria couldn't spare a hand or arm to cuddle her. The others leaned over or round her to see. Their close and intimate proximity to each other was adding to the already electric atmosphere.
"He's moving" said Emily.
"Or she" said Paul "Is there anything on camera nine? That might just see far enough round."
"I doubt it" said Victoria, linking to the server wirelessly and downloading the recorded feed from camera nine. She opened it in another window "No, nowhere near" she said.
"Damn!" said Paul.
"He's getting closer again" said Emily.
"Or she!" said Paul.
"It then!" said Emily "It's getting closer. Makes it sound like a monster, or an alien or something."
"A monster or alien?" asked Ben, worried "In the forest?"
"Just a figure of speech, darling" said Victoria.
"Or maybe" said Paul, looking up at Ben and talking very quietly "It is a monster or an alien. What else could have made Alison so... BOOOOO!" he ended with a shout.
Ben nearly leapt out of his skin. Amy and Emily jumped too. Alison redoubled her crying.
Victoria let her hand leave the keyboard long enough to smack Paul across the back of the head "Do you want a spanking?" she asked him severely.
"Yes, please" replied Paul eagerly.
"Well you're not getting one. Not unless you behave yourself anyway" she said keeping her eyes on the dark figure, which seemed to be approaching very slowly, in stages.
Ben's heart rate began to slow again. He was confused. Why would Paul want a spanking? And why would he only get one of he was good? He thought that if you were good you didn't get a spanking; that only happened if you were naughty. He shook his head and frowned. There were a lot of confusing things in the world, he thought.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Tuesday, January 30, 2018