When the wind died down and the rain receded, the storm left more than just broken limbs for the small town family to clean up. In the crook of an ancient, lightning-struck tree, they find something they never expected.
A skeleton, the bony arms entwined, hidden away from the sun.
No one knew how it came to rest inside of the tree, but each of them see something different in those hollow eyes.
Hope. Fortune. Madness.
The Treeman offers this, and more. But the price they pay might be greater than any of them imagined.
A long time fan of all things dark and spooky, D.W. Gillespie began writing monstrous stories while still in grade school. At one point, his mother asked the doctor if there was anything she should be concerned about, and he assured her that some kids just like stories about decapitations.
He's been writing on and off for over a decade, quietly building a body of work that includes horror and dark sci-fi. His novels include Still Dark, The Toy Thief, and a short story collection titled Handmade Monsters.
He lives in Tennessee with his wife and two kids, all three of which give him an endless supply of things to write about.
The darkness level in this particular book will have those who are into very dark and twisted stories watering at the mouth. This short story will repulse, scare and make you think all in one sitting. This book isn't for the faint of heart or those who enjoy soft horrors. The Tree Man is the sort of story that you read on Halloween and spend the rest of the night sitting in your best with a flashlight, weapon of some kind wishing that you read it in the delight. I think that those who love Stephen King books will find that this pushes the boundaries just like many of his other pieces.
If this was the intent by the author then I applaud them as they successfully succeeded.