THE UNDERGROUND CHUPACABRA A Horror Tale By Allison Woods Buried Deep. Starved for Years. And Now... It Feeds. It doesn't knock. It burrows. And once it tastes your blood-it never forgets. Keith Wallace never planned to return to the house he grew up in. Not after his mother's death. Not after his father-distant, grieving, and unreachable-let silence rot everything between them. But when his wife Rachel proposes a trip to the countryside to reconnect as a family, Keith agrees. Their marriage is fraying. Their son Leo is drifting. Maybe this place, this haunted patch of forest, can still give them something they've lost. But the woods remember. It starts small. The bees vanish. The soil smells wrong-wet rot, sap gone sour, the copper tang of blood. The pines die in straight lines, like veins cut from underneath. At night, the dog digs at the floorboards, whining like it knows something's coming. Then come the noises. Something is moving under the house. Something is digging. Something is feeding. When Leo disappears without a trace, Keith's world begins to collapse. The police blame wild animals. The neighbors whisper about poisoned ground. But Keith's father has heard these sounds before. He knows what's waking up beneath their feet. Decades ago, it came before. Trees died. The soil turned sour. Then a family down the road vanished-one by one. No one believed what the old woman said. No one listened. Until it was too late. Now it's back. The underground chupacabra. A rare, ancient mutation of the legendary blood-drinker, it doesn't stalk through fields-it tunnels beneath. It poisons the earth, kills the trees, silences the bees. It feeds on human blood and once it tastes you, it remembers. It returns. Night after night. And when it feeds enough, it hibernates for decades... until it's hungry again. It cannot be killed by bullets. It fears sunlight. It recoils from pine smoke. It's weakened by bee venom and salt in the soil. It's weakened by bee venom-and by everything bees leave behind: honey, wax, even their dead. And it's always hungry. Keith must face the past he buried and the family he's desperate not to lose. As walls crack, the forest rots, and the floors tremble beneath their feet, he has one final chance to fight. Because if the chupacabra marks you... It never stops hunting. Not until it finishes the blood it started. The Underground Chupacabra is a chilling novel of generational trauma, grief, and a terror that doesn't knock-it burrows. Sometimes the scariest thing isn't what's above the ground. It's what's been waiting underneath. If the scratching starts tonight... Don't move. It's already found you.