They told the story of the twisted children.
Most claimed it was nothing more than a scary story, to tell at night as the moon sat high. But then, once in a while, those self-same scoffers would scroll through the pictures on their phone, and come across a picture they had not taken.
It would be black and white, and feature two children wearing masks. Or perhaps they were not wearing masks at all.
They would delete the picture, only for it to return the next day. And the next. Day after day, there it would be. A black and white picture of two children.
And then. Oh, and then….