A Snowy Night in Michigan Part 3 of 4 ---One more to Go!

[Knightmist]

Here we go this is part 3 of the story. I added the last paragraph from the last part to help you remember where we where. I will post the rest of the story over the next few days. I have it all written but just being a bit suspenseful but taking a few days between posts.

On to the story............


I tossed her coat to her and told her to put it on before she froze as I quickly tossed my own on. She took it and just smiled at me and I forgot everything for that instant. I forgot that my friends and companions where being killed. She then walked up to me and shockingly she hugged me. I couldn’t believe what as happening till I heard a scream from the cabin. I then woke out of her spell and told her we must run or he will kill us all. She giggled slightly and just shook her head. She then spoke with a voice that would cause the birds to stop singing in jealousy.

“My, you are such a brave man for trying to assist me. You are foolish as you should recall I came with my dear brother.” I gasped realizing to late what I had done. “Ah, I can see realization crossing your face as you have just figured out what has befallen you.” I couldn’t believe it this gorgeous woman was, she couldn’t be but was one of those. I began to walk backwards not realizing I was heading toward the wall of the shed.

She just laughed again, “Oh my poor man, you should be thankful you are here with me. My brother he isn’t the kindest when it comes to devouring his meals. He plays with his food sometimes.” As she says this I yet again here a scream and a cry for help from the cabin. “Oh yes, I can see my dear brother is enjoying himself and I fear for your sake I am hungry and I must quench my thirst.”

I reach the shed and realize my life is over there is no sense in fighting what this cruel fate has brought me. I drop to my knees and hold my hands out in front of me and begin a silent prayer asking that the lord take my soul into the hereafter. She saw me doing this and was either kind to let me finish or was perplexed why a man at the moment of his death would pray instead of grovel for his life or shake in fear. She looked down at me and took a hand to fix the strands of hair that had fallen into her face during my now stupid attempt at getting her to safety.

I think back and I realize she never did ask me why I prayed to this day, but things suddenly changed. There was a commotion from the cabin and I saw Markus and Jeffery come staggering out of the cabin. They each had their long rifles on them and where trying to load them. I realized they must have come to after being thrown into the wall. The man came out after them laughing and taunting them. “Oh come, come, you two. No need to rush away and I’ll even stop and let you load your rifles and take your best shot.” The beast laughed after saying this and I saw Markus and Jeffery look at each other and load faster.

Markus was first to complete the loading sequence and some how got a shot off in that snow. The shot hit the man mid torso but nothing happened. Markus stood there in shock and began to re-load as Jeffery took his shot. Jeffery never was the brightest of our group and in his fear forgot to take the ramrod out of the rifle. So when he fired the rod ended up in the man's chest stuck there like an arrow.

Then she spoke again the wind seemed to quiet for her voice to be heard. “My dear brother, stop playing with your evenings meal, you are taking unnecessary risk and you are allowing your body to be damaged.”

Jeffery and Markus looked over and spotted us by the shed, with me still on the ground kneeling and that woman was standing over me. “As you wish my dear sister, I will end their miserable existence now. I did say I’d allow them a shot which each has taken.” It was over for Markus and Jeffery in seconds. He was on them and his teeth now stained with Jacobs’s blood into Markus within seconds. I don’t even recall watching him leave any tracks in the snow he moved so quickly. Jeffery, well poor Jeffery he, well he just stood there in shock. As Markus’ body hit the snow a small amount of blood stained the snow. Jeffery followed shortly after and that creature having drunk his fill broke his neck. He took Jeffery’s body and tossed it into the woods for nature to have its way with his body over time.

He started to walk toward us now, and what I thought was the maker finally coming to our help Jacob appeared at the door. I stared, I couldn’t believe it he, he wasn’t dead, well yet. He was staggering the wound in his neck so horrific I did not know how he was standing. He hadn’t taken time to put a jacket on, and was instead in his slacks and his brown shirt stained with his own blood being the only thing to protect him from the cold. His eyes where focused and filled with rage as he stumbled forward in the snow a hand holding a piece of flaming firewood. I screamed telling him to go back inside not realizing it would draw attention to him.