The feeling was like nothing else, he felt almost suffocated in his own skin. The panic was so intense, he forgot to breathe and almost passed out from it, head spinning as the world melted and writhed around him. He screamed in horror as it finally came over him. He felt the scarecrow, the one he put his clothes on back in the summer, crawl up his leg and shred at him. He tried to get away but he couldn't move with his father holding him so he pushed away and fought free, hitting against the wall.

His eyes were so dilated, they looked black. "The s-scarecrow. It followed me!"