OCTOBER 2020 75-Word Writing Challenge -- VICTORY TO DANNY MCG!

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The Oldest Recipe

A creeping twilight pressed down across the copse.
The saprophytic tumuli waited. Someone would be along. Abroad too late to see properly in the gloaming - or too late in remembering the townsfolk’s admonishments to avoid Maw Woods.

And here he comes, Johnny City-Boy, long after curfew, country ale curdling in his belly as he staggers home.
Furtive, seeking roots tumble over themselves, whispering, and deep within each tumulus, ancient stomach acids bubble in anticipation.
 
Holcombe Fort-Farm
A refuge from the endless war ravaging the outside world, the fortified farm’s true strength lay in the forest surrounding it. Its defences were marshalled by an intelligence dwelling within the oldest, tallest trees.
Over decades, almost imperceptible change had come: forest creatures becoming less friendly, less willing to defend the humans.
Too late, the farmer consulted the Oracle, Ada.
“Doom!” she declared starkly. “Sorcery… a fell infection…. There’s something nasty in the Wood’s Head.”
 
PREDATOR
Massacre at Jellystone Park

Reaching for a picnic basket, Yogi Bear's higher than normal intelligence registered fear upon noticing multiple laser dots appearing on his body. "Poachers?"

A gravelly voice answered, "Not, poachers...hunters." At that moment, three Predators decloaked. The masked, dreadlocked aliens wanted a bear skull.

Yogi screamed...

Suddenly a man wielding two machetes, bolted into the Predators, immediately butchering them. It was Ranger Smith. He eyed Yogi's carcass. "I warned you about pilfering picnic baskets."
 
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Tales of Terror Woods

The critters fled.

Sid squirrel was pinned to a tree, a blade through his gut.

Pansy porcupine floated in a muddy pool, while Randy Raccoon had been eviscerated by rusty implements.

They had been warned but decided they had time.

They were wrong.

The Fox twins massacred them one after another.

Now the few still living fled, hoping to reach the portal...

But those foxes, they were just so damned fast.
 
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