The Evil Reaping
Old Man Terpening had suffered year after year of terrible crops. There was always something keeping him from turning a profit. The hurricane 2 years ago, the droughts, they all took their toll. After what seemed to be a decent year weather wise, Terpening noticed that his crops were relatively small compared to his competitors. He needed to do something to be competitive again. He spent the winter in his barn. He was trying new combinations of fertilizers to get his crop to grow large. For the first few weeks he had little to no luck and then something strange happened. One day, his daughter’s friend, Emily was helping him. While working with the pruning shears she cut herself. Some of the blood made its way into the plant pots. No one thought anything of it. Until about a week later, when that plant had grown to double the size of the others. Terpening, knowing that this could save his farm, started to devise ways of luring people to his property so that he could drain them of some of their blood. Some turned to most, most turned to all and people started to disappear from the village. Enter the Evil Reaping if you dare. Some of Terpening’s best work is STILL out there.