…when Jack and Jane stopped at Lover’s Lane. They’d heard the reports of the escape of the one-armed killer from the mental ward, the man with only one hand…the other had been replaced with a metal hook.
Jack turned off the engine and Jane slid over next to Jack. They were quiet, with just the sound of the crickets outside…until…until…Jack thought he heard the sound of metal scraping against metal toward the back of the car. “Now what could that be?” Jack thought to himself. But it was already too late…for the one armed killer with the metal hook for a hand had chosen his next prey….
Do you remember stories like that from when you were a teenager? That particular story (or some version of it) was quite the rage back in my teen years. I’ll bet you remember it too, if you’re from my generation.
Well, there was no crazed,lunatic killer outside a couple of nights ago (at least not that I’m aware of), but there was a very thin layer of gossamer, gauzy clouds that still allowed the moon to shine through. I took the dog out about 9:30 p.m. for her final order of “business” for the night before turning in. I looked up and was captivated by the moon through the clouds and the palm fronds that were helping to frame the lower left quadrant of the photo. As soon as I got the dog back inside, I rushed out and captured this shot.
Eerie. Serene. Spooky. Evocative. Oh, wait…what was that I just heard? Was that the hook of the one armed man scratching on the car door?!?!?!
TRIVIA FOR TODAY: Diamond Head Crater is Hawaii’s most famous landmark. The United States Army built a trail up the crater in 1908, and added bunkers during World War II. The trail passes through an old gun emplacement.