2nd Entry

2nd Entry

Ok, so I didn't realize people actually commented on these things. I'm no techno-geek like my brother. And ummm Erick in Wisconsin, I'd seriously get that problem checked out at the doctors, dude.

Moving swiftly on, last time we talked, we – Sam and me – had a lead on dad, thanks to a set of co-ordinates he'd left us. Didn't pan out into anything though…but I did meet this very nice young lady called Trixie who could do this really neat trick of knotting a cherry stalk with her tongue. God damn, she had an amazing tongue…

Oooh kay, TMI, I know…

Anyways, Sammy's been having nightmares about Jessica. Can't sleep at night, drops to sleep anywhere he manages to sit still long enough, calls her name out and makes me jump outta my freakin' skin all the time. Nearly side-winded the Impala one day. Then the other night, and you have to understand, funds are a little tight right now, we're sharing this bed…and I guess you don't really want to know where his hand was for half the night.

I know he has issues, and it just breaks me up to see him suffering. And to be honest, I just really need a good nights sleep. I must be really sleep-deprived cause I even offered to let him drive my baby. I never, never, let anyone drive my baby but me.

So…we're heading off to Grand Junction, and we're having a bit of a chin-wag about how sucky his life is. How weird it is that dad goes missing and then this demon shows up after 20 years and kills Jessica. I tell him that we need to find dad before we can find her killer. I don't admit to Sammy that I'm really scared underneath this scared but incredibly handsome exterior.

Sam's going through dad's journal and the next co-ordinates are for Blackwater Ridge, but then he tells me that according to the map, there's nothing there…just woods. Yeah, you can almost hear the creepy music in the background, huh?

Turns out that Blackwater Ridge is pretty remote, and Sam's spouting off all this I don't know what cause on the wall there's picture of the biggest freakin' bear I've ever seen. He tells me there's at least a dozen more of those babies out in the woods. Oh happy trails.

Before we can think what to do next, Ranger Wilkinson asks us if we're friend's of this Haley chick. Of course, we're two really quick-thinking smart dudes, so we go along with it and learn that her brother filled out some permit or other (to be honest, I was still stuck on the Haley chick bit) saying he wouldn't be back from Blackwater until the 24th. So, technically he couldn't be considering a missing person.

So, scoping out this Haley chick, I say to the Ranger: 'that Haley girl's quite a pistol, huh?' and I nearly pop when he says that's putting it mildly. C'mon, I've been on the road with Sammy for above a week now. I'm lonely and getting desperate.

I need to see this Haley chick so I ask for a copy of the permit. It's a foot in the door, right? Right?

Course, Sammy's onto me. He's a sharp one, that's for sure. No wonder he went to college and I stayed home with dad. But he's never been 'shoot first, ask questions later' type. That's me.

Anyway, I'm the eldest and I win out. We head over to Haley's house and whoa, what a babe. I'm glad I stuck to my guns. We tell her we're rangers and that Ranger Wilkinson sent us over about her brother. I show her my fake ID and she lets us in.

And dude, I tell you, she liked the Impala. You can tell a girl's gonna be hot when she likes the Impala.

Inside, Sammy comes over all geek-boy with the official stuff. Apparently Tommy, the missing bro, checks in every day by cell, sends her photos and stupid little videos, but they haven't heard anything from him in three days.

Haley also has this geek bro. You know, the silent, brooding type? She's major protective of them both – turns out their parents are dead and they just have each other now.

Ok, so by this time, Sam and I are both thinking the same thing. No, not threesome – though that's not a bad idea. We're both thinking there's something in this disappearance, so I tell her we'll take a look over in Blackridge when we head out that way in the morning.

Turns out she's heading that way too in the morning, she's hired some MacGuyver guide to take her up there. She has balls that one. Bet she's a regular little firecracker in bed.

We leave with the promise that she'll forward all her brother's messages to Sam's email addy and we head off down to the local bar to chill out and relax…I mean, work stuff out.

Sam's a whiz at research and he's already unearthed that two other hikers went missing up there April just gone. And even more further back. Eight in 1982, others in 1959 and 1936. Every 23 years. I'm sensing some kind of pattern.

I knew something weird was going on.

Anyways, it turns out there was one survivor from the '59 attack. Just a kids back then, and he barely crawled out from the woods alive, from the 'supposed' bear attack. So, we go see him and he's some old grizzly himself these days, but he tells us his story. Swears blind it wasn't a bear that attacked him and his family cause bears don't open doors by unlocking them. He has a point, but he doesn't have any faith in our ability to stop whatever it is. Swears it was a demon that hauled off his family.

See, now I'm all excited. I love a challenge.

I'm guessing Skinwalker, maybe a Black Dog. It's definitely a creature, and as professor Geek pointed out, it's corporeal – that means it killable.

Then Sam has another hissy fit. Damn, he is such a mamma's boy. Well, he would have been if she hadn't died. Starts on at me about Haley going up into the woods and that we should stop her. What he really means is, we should drop this and just concentrate on looking for dad. He has the whole attitude thing going on now. I kinda like it. But NOT like that. That's enough to make a grown man shudder. Twice.

Come morning, we head up to Blackridge and Haley's already there with MacGuyver and her other – brooding – brother. Man, she's wearing shorts and she has great legs. Oh yeah, she's hot.

The next bit is all kinda sketchy, cause man, she's wearing shorts and it's kinda hard to concentrate when all's I can do is think about the tops of her thighs and ….

Ok, back to what I was saying. The creature was a Wendigo. A mean son-of-a-bitch that comes out every 23 years to feast on human flesh. It kills MacGuyver, snatches her other brother and we save the day. We kill the Wendigo and come out of it as heroes.

Haley's so grateful, she invites me back to her place later for proper payment. Score one to Dean.