Snowflakes fell on that field devoid of vegetation. The wind blew and strange sounds rumbled in the icy air. Suddenly, he saw in front of him, a chubby figure with a hat and red shoes that laid his red and black eyes on him, the chill ran down his back, but his exceptionism told him that such a creature was impossible.

As the creature approached, the sounds grew louder. A snowman carrying a mallet and knife was soon to pounce on him.

His rational mind was in shock, he had been drinking beers with his friends and for a moment he thought he was hallucinating, now the mallet punches and stabs of the evil snowman's knife ended his life.

On that night, an evil force came to life in the snowman that adorned the road near the village. Among the settlers, history spread like dust and since then, in the winter season, the evil snowman has walked that road in search of new victims.

This is my entry to the #DerangedSnowman CONTEST, promoted and sponsored by @carlgnash and also sponsored by @derangedvisions, @galenkp and @gibic.

Short story and digital art by @janaveda