The devil and New Village: Mister Headley’s strange encounter

The Devil and New Village

 Mister Headley’s strange encounter

Mister Headley was a handsome man with diabetes, leg sores that didn’t heal, and a bad habit—he watched people at night from the vantage point of his bedroom window. Almost hidden from view, he would spend hours at that window taking in the details of who was with whom, what meeting appeared clandestine and what did not, and who did what with whom. He derived the most pleasure from reporting not only to the unsuspecting victims on their nocturnal activities, but to anyone else who cared to listen.

A carpenter by trade, Mister Headley secured work mainly in the New Village community where he lived. With his good looks and smooth, self-assured manner, he was quite a ladies’ man before his “accident”. He had visited the Robinsons one weekend and been attacked and bitten badly on both his legs by their dog. A diabetic, the sores that developed on his legs as a result of the dog’s bites never healed. Following the attack, Mister Headley lost his easy confidence with women and took to his bedroom window at night to fill the void—until an apparition forced him to abandon what, to many, had become a rather irksome pursuit.

It was close to midnight on a sultry evening and Mister Headley had not yet seen anything of note. Nothing had happened that would generate the least bit of excitement when he reported it the following morning. On that particular night, he was anxious to register something gossip-worthy as he had come up empty the past few nights.

The first inkling that something was wrong came when he experienced a tingling sensation at the nape of his neck. When he shifted his attention to some movement near his house, his heart began to race. What looked like a huge animal was ambling purposefully toward him. The knuckles on Mister Headley’s hands turned white from the force of his grip on the window’s sill. In the mind-searing instant when the animal came into view and stood facing him, his reeling senses refused to believe the evidence of his eyes while he attempted to rationalize.

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