Writetober Day 6 - Only The Wind

Hyello! I'm BAAAaaaack!! And here with a spooky story for you all. A tale of intrigue, a literary work to make you quiver in your boots.... Can you guess the prompt before the end?

Good luck, reader.

Mwahahahaahaahaha!!

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The cold air hits me like a knife, tearing through my lungs, making it hard to breathe.

I should have brought a jacket, I think.

I continue walking, the sound of frost-covered leaves crunching underneath my feet echoing through the forest.

I walk, the wind picking up again, causing an involuntary quiver down my spine.

And then, there is one crunch too many.

I spin around – I am still alone.

Alone.

Maybe a deer, I think.

A little further… another crunch that is not my own.

And again.

And again.

Again.

My heart begins to quake.

I walk faster, and the other footsteps follow.

Faster.

And faster.

I sprint – I can see my house now.

The icy air is back – but this time, it’s different.

This time, I-

The leaves on the trees quiver.

The candle flame in my window shudders into nothing.

The cold air is still.

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You have done well reader, and survived the forest. But have you ventured safely to the other side with the prompt?

Ah, well, if not... it was Shiver!

Let me know if you got it right in the comments, but also...

... were you scared?

Farewell, for now.