Hunting is my life and no man, or creature, will ever make me stop. I hunt with purpose. I hunt to avenge my father, my mother. I hunt to protect my child and my husband; they are both so innocent to things happening around them. John has his suspicions but he thinks it's just another man I'm sneaking out in the middle of the night to see, if only he knew. Dean is only two, someday I will tell him the truth so that he can continue on down my road. I know it isn't fair but the sooner he learns to accept this life the stronger he will become. Yes, I'll tell him when he's older when I'm finally able to let go.
Tonight's hunt is a no brainer, hell even John the flower child could pull this one of without a hitch. Three blocks away is a house with a poltergeist and I am a girl with a shotgun full of rock salt it's simple addition. I gently roll my way out of the bed, I know John is awake by the fact that he isn't snoring. Impulsively I lean over and brush my lips over his. Quickly I pull on a pair of dark jeans and a brown sweater and shove my long blond hair into a baseball cap. Shot gun in the car with a crap load of salt I only have one last stop before I head out, dean's room. He looks like an angel when he sleeps wisps of his hair, the same color as my own, cling to his yellow blanket. For a moment I wish that I could stay here and watch over my baby but then the face of the little girl in the house three blocks away fills my vision and I know I have really no choice but to leave.
The night air is cold and my sweater does little to prevent the wind at my back as I approach the house that is fully lit despite the time. I don't even have to knock the door swings open in the hands of a slender dark haired woman in her mid thirties, her cream robe looks like cashmere. She swiftly puts on a pair of glasses and squints at me.
"Mary, is that you?" She asks.
"Yeah Julie, is Lorelei."
"She's asleep," Julie says. "And Bob, well, he's gone for the night."
I stepped into the room and was greeted by a burst of frigid air that nearly blew me off balance. Well that's new. Julie shifts her weight from one side to the other nervously avoiding my gaze. I take in my surroundings, always the first thing a hunter should do. The house is the same as usual, from what I've seen at potluck dinners, cook outs, and other normal functions. Beige carpeting brown pleather couches and dark green walls give the living room an earthy feel but something is off.
"What happened to the TV.?" I ask.
"Short circuited one night last week we still haven't gotten around to getting a new one," she replies.
Funny, I was just here a couple days ago with John. John and Bob had been in the other room watching a sports game while Julie described what was going on in her house that is the whole reason I'm here tonight. I inhale through my nose and pick up a hint of sulfur. I rub my nose to get rid of the foul stench.
"For tonight I am just going to observe so you can get back to your normal routine," I say.
"Oh, okay, um I…"
"Julie," I say and put my hand on her shoulder. "It's going to be okay."
Of course that's what I thought before the power shut off and Lorelei started screaming bloody murder.