[ WP ] A horror story , but from the villains perspective , written as a comedy .

He plucked the line and smiled at the hum that resonated. The final trap was set, he was n't going to escape this time. 
 
 For years he was tormented by the same man. He did his best to avoid confrontation at first. He stripped his house of all identifying features. Built a fence and then built a higher one. Bought a dog but that beasts loyalty only went as far as his next treat. He welcomed the snowfall and lightning storms hoping for some reprieve. The man's persistence became clear though. This was not going to stop until he made it stop. 
 
 That's when he started to plot. At first he schemed too small. He built scarecrows in the shadows of the adjacent forest and had the figures howl when the man approached. He would fire his shotgun into the air as the man gingerly walked towards his cabin. He wrote warnings in the dirt along the old road leading to the house. The message was received but still the man came. 
 
 `` Not this time,'' he thought as he crouched in his hiding spot waiting. Like clockwork the man came timidly maneuvering down towards his property. The man walked with caution, making sure to evaluate his surroundings with each step. Barley sidestepping the first trap the man avoided falling into the leaf covered pit. 
 
 `` Keep coming, just a little closer.'' The man shuffled slowly now as if his surroundings would shatter with any misplaced step. The man was close now, he could hear his heavy breathing. The man reached into his bag and began to pull something out. Just then the man made a misplaced step triggering the trap. With a whip the sapling released tightening the rope around the man's ankle. In one motion the man's feet were ripped from beneath him, dragging him across the dirt before rising him into the air leaving the man dangling a few feet above the ground. 
 
 `` I got the bastard!'' He jumped up from his hiding spot and ran through the small clearing towards the swaying figure. The man's blue hat laid on the ground under him. Before acknowledging the man he went to study the contents of the bag which were now strewn about. 
 
 `` My God,'' he thought. `` This bastard has been tormenting the whole damn county.'' He approached the trembling man. With a short laugh he bent down to meet the man's eyes. `` Not so scary now, are you? Well, it's time to take care of this problem once and for all.''
