 This story is called The Thing. Ted Moran and Sam Miller were good friends. They spent a lot of time together. On this particular night, they were sitting on a fancy little post office talking about one thing and another. There was a field of turnips across the room. Suddenly they saw something off the wall out of the field and stabbed up. It looked like a man, but in the dark it was hard to tell for sure. That is gone. But soon it appeared again. It walked halfway across the room. Then it turned around and went back into the field. Then it came out a third time and started toward them. By now Ted and Sam were scared and they started running. But when they finally stopped, they decided they were being foolish. They weren't sure what had scared them. So they decided to go back and get a better look. Pretty soon they saw it. For it was coming to meet them. It was wearing black pants, a white shirt and black suspenders. Sam said, I'm going to try to touch it. Then the noise was real. He walked up to it and peered into its face. It had bright penetrating eyes. It sucked deep into its head. It looked like a skeleton. One look and screamed. And again he and Sam ran. But this time the skeleton followed them. When they got to Ted's house, they stood in the doorway and watched it. It stayed out on the road for a while. Then it disappeared. A year later Ted got sick and died. Toward the end Sam sat up with him every night. The night had died. Sam said he looked just like the skeleton.