The People on the Hill — Velda Johnston

WEIRD WELCOME

They were all waiting for Karen on the hill in Central Park where they met each day at dusk in what had become a kind of ritual gathering.

But as Karen approached, she felt something strange in their expressions...something cold...even menacing. Karen hurried, eager to reach David, handsome, charming, brilliant David, whom she so desperately loved and who loved her in return. Or did he? She was close enough now to see his face - and something in his eyes suddenly filled her with icy doubt and mind-shattering fear of THE PEOPLE ON THE HILL.