After swiftly covering the distance from the lake to the ancient run down house, the creature walked around with its bloodcurdling eyes darting back and forth, waiting to strike its prey. Blood stained claws scurried across the creaky hardwood floors and each nail tapped like hail smashing furiously on a car window. Its misshapen teeth edged its spine chilling jaws, ready to snap shut at any given time as it dragged it’s cold blooded, scaly body leisurely through the haunted house. The moon dimly made its way through the antique broken glass window, and the door gradually swung open as if reaching for the moonlight.
This weeks prompt is: Halloween