MicroHorror

What happens when night falls?

Well, my skin falls off. I have to lie down for a moment or two while I adjust. First my feet slough off, a neat strip from ankle to toe. Minutes later my legs and backside. My private parts spared until the end. My stomach, back and arms all peel away. I tidy up and go to the bathroom, I like to watch my face come off, sometimes I pick at it too soon. I lay it gently in a padded silk box.

I stare out of the window the whole night, trying to frighten the neighborhood cats. Nobody ever knocks on my door.