#(that one is literally a hawaiian oral story trope and i think taking a horror spin on it would be cool)

[rapdogmon]

You've always thought the hills you've passed on your way to work looked a little bit like the vertebrae of a human spine, lightly pressing against the Earth's skin. Sometimes, usually near dusk as the sky grows dim and the sun begins to set, you think you see them shift though you're never certain.

Your 4th grade teacher told you those hills used to be mountains. Taller that Mount Everest. You're not quite certain you believe her. You think about a massive creature with a rippling spine of mountains rising from the earth. So massive it would turn the days to permanent nights not just for your state but four states over.

You remember a time when your grandmother told stories about those who went missing between the mounds. She says it was spirits of the past and you choose to believe that though something in your gut tells you it was the earth, hungry and waiting.

Geological horror. You find a geode and crack it open and the crystal lining its walls is human blood that can't be genetically matched to anyone. You find a human skeleton but every one of the bones is made from rock, a rock that you know can't be whittled into those shapes. You find layers of clay and loam that sport ancient fossils at the top and the still-rotting corpses of modern animals at the bottom.