Dogman -

"What does it want, Edmund?"

I found the pattern. Every twenty to thirty years, the sightings would cluster. A spike in missing persons in the Upper Peninsula. Then silence. Then another cluster. As if the creature hibernated for a generation, then woke up hungry. The last cluster ended in 1993. The year after I saw it. DogMan

I pick up the phone to call for help. The line is dead. The hum starts again, low and vibrating in my molars. "What does it want, Edmund

He looked at me for a long time. His eyes were the same color as the creature's. Amber. "To be seen," he whispered. "And to be forgotten. But mostly, to be seen." Then silence

And they are looking right at me.

I grabbed a flashlight and ran to Edmund's cell. The door was still locked. The slot was open. I shone the light inside.

Then the bus lurched forward. I turned to tell my friend Billy, but Billy was busy picking a wedgie. I looked back. The cornfield was empty.