The hunter becomes the hunted (part 6)
I ask "hello, who is this?"
Again, trough the static. They said "I am Gorge... I must ask, wheres Deon?"
I sighed and said "I think he is dead"
Gorge shouted "what!!"
I said "yes, I am almost sure he has been killed... By the same thing that took my wife two years ago"
He said "I heard of you, I will be along around this time tomorrow... Take a look for him, be careful" and he left me..
Cory asked "what took mom?"
I said "We are not sure, but the tracks are the same... looked like she fell down and was dragged-off" Cory nodded as we followed the drag marks. Darkness starts to fall when I pick-up a hat... like one of them tukes, Deon must have had on when this happened.
I said "looks old" as I pushed a thumb trough a hole.
Cory said "and dirty" pointing at the mud stains. I nodded and we continued following the tracks. It is now getting very dark and we might have the ability to see in the dark but it isn't great.
We follow the tracks until we cant see a paw in front of your face. We get on our hands and knees, to use our superior sense of smell and still follow the tracks.
Some time passes, possibly hours and I see some light... Its a fire. I can see a small, basic shelter near the fire. I ask "Deon, is that you?"
The fire goes-up in smoke and I cant see a thing, I hear the sound of water running over the ground and I can no longer smell a thing. I said "It's smart, it covered it's tracks and I cant smell it any more, turn back" and we break into a full sprint towards camp.
I got Cory to stay in my room with me tonight, we did not sleep that night.
In the morning, Cory woke me because he had to use the out house. I stood in the door-way of the cabin and waited for Cory, he was walking towards me when I saw a brown line almost jump from the ground. Cory went down and before he could say a word he was being dragged-off.
I jumped in fear and started running towards him, when he started going trough the bushes he started going way faster than me, as he got out of sight. Like I was given new strength, I started running faster and I broke into a clearing.
I saw the fire and small, basic shelter. Cory was tied to a large fallen log, with old brown rope. I shouted "Cory!!"
There was no response, he must have been knocked out. I herd growling behind me, I spun around to see something flying at me. I only had enough time to duck-down and push-up on its chest to make it fly way past me.
What ever it was, it must have been human or a furry and must have been female, as I felt some serous tits when I pushed up.
I turned to face my attacker, it looked to be a female husky, grey and looked very mad. It was wearing old, tattered camouflage clothes. I saw a handgun in a holster strapped to her hip.
It must have been a custom made gun as I never saw never saw one like it before... NO! I saw it once before. I asked "Linda? Is that you?"