Caught Out

In the sky the moon was but a bare sliver. Her beams barely penetrating the stygian depths of the woods where I hid. Rustling in the trees made me jerk my head back and forth, wondering what creatures may await there. Over the crickets and sighing wind I could still hear the voice of my pursuer. "Come out... Come out." Huddled beneath a bush, trembling, I held my breath in fear of being discovered. If he caught me it would be game over. Anxiously I peered through the fingers laced over my eyes. Suddenly a hand grabbed my ankle, causing me to screech as my heart jumped into my throat. "Got you!" came the gleeful shout. "You're it!" shouted my little brother as he ran back to base.