Treasure in the Corn Field: Chapter 4

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Darkness spread before Ellie, unknown and terrifying. How had a seven foot tall creature avoided detection for all these years? Did Harmon know about it? Where did it go when the cornfields had all been harvested?

Ellie’s friends bustled around behind her, but she stood facing away from the barn. She knew she should be helping them with whatever it was they were doing, but she couldn’t bring herself to move.

“We’re all set,” Adrianna called out. Ellie turned her head and nodded. She took one last look at the tall sea of corn stalks before joining Rory and Adrianna at the south corner of the barn.

Adrianna pulled a compass out of her pocket. It gleamed silver in the moonlight. Adrianna spent a lot of time in the woods west of town hunting with her brother, cousins, and father. She was the best orienteer Ellie knew, and if they couldn’t find the treasure with Adrianna helping, then maybe there wasn’t a treasure at all.

They set off due east. Rory kept track of how far they’d walked. Ellie trailed behind and carried the shovels.

Ellie kept her eyes straight ahead, watching her friends’ backs, hoping she wouldn’t see those glowing eyes or hear that haunting howl. The corn pressed too close to her tonight. Her heart raced. Her hands were sweaty around the shovel handles.

They walked for ten minutes before Adrianna stopped short. Ellie had stopped paying attention and bumped into her.

“Sorry,” Ellie mumbled. Adrianna ignored her, squinting at the sky.

“This isn’t right,” Adrianna said. She shook the compass, looked up at the stars, then back at the compass. She tapped it with her index finger.

“What’s wrong?” Rory asked. She crowded over Adrianna’s shoulder, trying to see what Adrianna was seeing. Ellie stared at the ground, not daring to look into the corn around them.

“We’re not going the right way. Look.” Adrianna pointed up to the sky. “That’s Aries.” She gestured to the constellation. “That should be due east right now, but we’re not heading toward it. What time is it?”

Rory checked her watch. “Almost ten. Oh shit. I have to get to work soon.”

“Okay.” Adrianna hummed in thought. “Do you have time to try this once more?”

“Sure.”

“We should probably just go,” Ellie chimed in, still staring at the ground. “You’re gonna be late for work.”

“Tom won’t be too mad if I’m a couple minutes late. And even if he is, what’s he going to do? Fire me? Fat chance.”

Rory gave Ellie a piercing look, which Ellie caught from the corner of her eye. From Rory’s expression, Ellie knew she was trying to figure out what was wrong. Ellie scuffed her feet.

“Great,” Adrianna said, oblivious to the tension in the air. “Let’s reset. I’ll find the North Star. Then we can ignore the compass, and just orient ourselves to that.”

The three women tromped back to the barn. No wonder Ellie hadn’t been able to find the treasure. She didn’t know her stars well enough to know her equipment was malfunctioning.

She had dug enough holes that the fields should be covered with them, but she never found any of them on her next venture out. But if compasses didn’t work here, it would make sense that she wouldn’t end up in the same place each night, and therefore never find the holes.

“What do you think is interfering with the compass?” Ellie asked.

“Sometimes they go bad, but I checked this one just before we came out here,” Adrianna said. Her voice was tight with frustration. “Something in the truck could’ve repolarized the needle, but that’s unlikely. I’ve never had that problem before, and I’ve taken this in Rory’s truck plenty of times. Or there could be a strong magnet interfering with it. But I don’t know why anyone would have a magnet like that out here. I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

A howl broke the night air. Ellie shivered and pulled her jacket closer around her. Rory and Adrianna didn’t react, almost as if they hadn’t heard it. Maybe coming here, making that promise to Harmon, was a mistake. Maybe they all should just leave.

She was just about to suggest that when Adrianna started jumping up and down while pointing to a star on the horizon.

“Found it! Let’s go!” Adrianna grabbed Rory’s hand and pulled her toward the field. Ellie grabbed the shovels and followed more slowly.

They stopped every few minutes so Adrianna could climb on Rory’s shoulders to see over the tops of the corn. She would reorient them and make sure the North Star was still to their left, but despite the frequent stops, they made good progress. They were just shy of half a mile when the temperature dropped suddenly. Ellie felt like they weren’t alone, and she turned around, heart hammering in her chest. The glowing eyes she expected were absent, but she felt the creature’s presence as surely as she felt her own hands attached to her body.

What the hell?

Rory and Adrianna pushed on, oblivious. Ellie knelt on the muddy ground, the cold, wet earth seeping through her jeans. She let the shovels fall and pulled her hood over her head. She pushed her fingers through the cold mud, trying to ground herself.

The weight of a million sorrows pressed down on her. Most of them didn’t feel familiar, but one thread of grief was the same one she’d picked at for three whole months. Ellie pressed her forehead to the ground. Sobs wracked her body, unbidden and unwanted.

She was such a mess. She didn’t belong out here.

Strong hands pulled her up to sitting. Two sets of arms encircled her and held her close. Rory’s vanilla and lavender mixed with Adrianna’s clean soap smell.

Ellie howled with grief and pain, wanting to let all of it go. All the hospital visits. The smiling and pretending to be okay for Harmon’s sake. The nurses and the bad news and how hard all of it was. The bitterness that Adam hadn’t cared enough to come home and take care of his father himself.

A howl in the distance responded to Ellie.

The temperature rose. Ellie felt a weight lifted from her body, the oppressive feeling from just moments before gone.

“Thanks, you two,” Ellie whispered. Her voice was raw and painful.

“I think we should be done for tonight,” Rory said. “Let’s get you home. I need to get to work, anyway.”

Adrianna helped Ellie to her feet. Rory led the way back to the barn and her waiting truck.

One more howl sounded before they all slid into the truck. Ellie didn’t shiver this time. She just stared into the darkness, waiting for the darkness to stare back.


Chapter 3                                                                                                                                Chapter 5

Treasure in the Corn Field: Chapter 3

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Rory was pacing her living room when Ellie walked into her small apartment above the laundromat on Main Street. The living room was tiny and it only took Rory four large strides from one side to another, but that didn’t stop her from stomping her way across the floor.

She stopped moving and turned to face Ellie when the door opened.

“Hi,” Ellie said, her voice quiet.

“About time,” Rory snapped. “I expected you like an hour ago. I was afraid you’d wiped out somewhere.”

Ellie opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She hadn’t spent any time figuring out what she’d say once she got here, but she couldn’t tell her best friend what she’d seen in the corn field. Rory would probably chalk it up to grief or being overtired and mistaking a coyote for a monster or even just emotional exhaustion from Robbie coming home.

Rory was amazing at many things, but believing in the fantastical wasn’t one of them. If she couldn’t see it, touch it, smell it, as far as Rory was concerned, it didn’t exist. Besides, no one in this town over the age of five believed the scary monster stories anymore. There was no way Rory would believe her.

“Sorry,” Ellie said finally. “I lost track of time… Robbie stopped by this morning.”

Rory’s face morphed from annoyance to something akin to pity. Ellie regretted saying anything, but then she’d never been good at thinking on her feet.

“It was fine,” Ellie said quickly, cutting off the interrogation she knew was brewing. “What’s for dinner?”

“Chili. But you don’t get off this easy.” Rory flopped onto the couch and pulled Ellie down next to her. “Tell me everything. Then we can eat.”

Ellie sighed and resigned herself to this conversation. After all, she was the one who brought it up.

“He called me El Bell. Told me he’d broken up with his girlfriend. And then he left. He was there for all of five minutes.”

Ellie picked at her nails. There was dirt under them from riding her bike. She curled her fingers under to hide them before risking a glance at Rory.

“How are you feeling about it all?” Rory asked.

“I don’t feel anything,” Ellie said. Her hands tightened in her lap.

“Right,” Rory said. “I believe that.”

“It’s fine,” Ellie said. “Everything that happened is ancient history. I don’t know what he thinks he’s going to dredge up, but the past is the past.”

Rory hummed in disbelief, but didn’t push. She got up to serve dinner. Ellie’s stomach rumbled, hunger finally catching up to her. Her thoughts raced, flipping between monsters and old boyfriends and treasure. She was grateful for a warm bowl of chili between her hands, loaded up with cheese and sour cream, just how she loved it.

“By the way,” Rory said, “I found one of those puzzle books you love so much at the grocery store.”

Rory produced the book from somewhere and dropped it in Ellie’s lap. Ellie put her chili on the coffee table and flipped through it.

So many new ciphers inside! It would take her hours to decode them all. She hugged it to her chest.

“Thanks, Rory. You sure know the right way to my heart.”

“I dunno how you can stand doing those things, but I’m glad to help.”

“They’re fun,” Ellie said, the argument over boring ciphers old and familiar. “Keeps my brain young.”

Rory just laughed.

After they’d eaten, Rory pulled some maps she’d photocopied at the library out of her messenger bag. She spread them on the coffee table. Ellie picked one up that had the boundaries of Harmon’s farm marked on it.

“Where did you get this one?” Ellie asked.

“Oh. I went to the library and looked up property records. Oliver was really helpful.”

Ellie groaned and bit back a harsh reply. Rory was just trying to help, but Oliver, the local historian and property guru, was the biggest gossip this town had ever seen. If he knew they were interested in Harmon’s property, so would everyone else by tomorrow morning at the latest.

“Don’t worry,” Rory continued. “I told him that Adam would want this information, and I was just being proactive. Please don’t be mad.”

“And Oliver bought that? Have you ever even met Adam?”

“Well, no, but I guess I also said I was helping you out.”

Ellie sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. She needed a nap and some time alone to think about everything that had happened in the last couple days. Why is it that things could go along for a time without issue, but then outside forces conspired to ruin everything all at once?

She could have handled Robbie’s seeming interest in rekindling their relationship if Harmon was alive. She could have handled Harmon’s death if she could grieve without having to find a treasure on a timeline. And that creature… well… she wasn’t sure she could have handled that ever.

“So,” Rory said, intruding on her thoughts, “what were the directions Harmon gave you?”

Her voice was quiet, the same tone Adrianna had the night before when she mentioned Harmon. Ellie huffed out a watery laugh at her friends feeling like they had to walk on eggshells when bringing him up. She wanted to talk about him without her friends fearing she’d break down crying, but her eyes welled up just at the mention of his name. She blinked the tears away. Maybe she couldn’t talk about him yet, but she’d keep working on it.

Rory scooted off the couch and onto the floor next to the coffee table, studiously pretending she didn’t see Ellie wiping her eyes.

Ellie pulled a scrap of paper from her pocket. On one side was a receipt for the hospital cafeteria. One turkey club with a bag of chips, one iced tea, and one slice of carrot cake. Harmon wasn’t supposed to eat cake, but Ellie figured he should have whatever he wanted in his last days. She cherished the memory of the small smile of bliss on his face as he savored it.

On the other side of the receipt was Ellie’s hastily scribbled transcription of Harmon’s whispered directions.

Start at south corner of barn.

Walk half mile due east.

Stop. Turn left. Walk twenty paces.

Stop. Dig five feet.

Rory smoothed the receipt out on the table, reverent and gentle. She read it a few times with a bemused look on her face. Then she looked back at the map.

“Damn,” Rory said. “I didn’t think to put buildings on here. Not so helpful after all. But… the directions don’t sound so hard. What’s been the problem?”

“I don’t know,” Ellie said. “Maybe because I have to go out at night? Everything looks different. Maybe I’m veering off due east.”

Rory hummed and rested her head on one hand and pulled the outlined map toward her with the other.

“Have you ever had this much trouble finding a geocache before?”

Ellie shook her head, frowning at the useless map. Rory stared at it, too.

“This is so much different than geocaching, though,” Ellie said. “I don’t have specific coordinates to find, and the box is actually buried, not hidden in a clever spot aboveground. I have no idea how broad the hole I dig should be, or anything, so I don’t know how to tell if I’m in the right spot.”

“Well, we’ll bring a compass tonight and between your geocache skills, Adrianna’s tracking skills, and my robot-like digging skills, I’m sure we’ll find it.”

“I mean, I had a compass when I was out there,” Ellie said. At the pointed look Rory gave her, she quickly added, “But maybe Adrianna’s will work better.”

Ellie’s desire to go back to the property tonight faded as the memory of glowing eyes intruded into her thoughts. She didn’t know what that thing was, but for the first time in her life, she was afraid to go to Harmon’s house.


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