Chapter 4

Eastville, 27th of September, 1997

With shaking hands Anjelica stood before the bridge. In a hand she held the notebook of her knife tense and with other she still tried to protect herself from the teeth of the dog.

Now, however, she had solidified in the movement.

After minutes of the shutdown, it became suddenly clear to her that still no dog haven't bitten in her meat.

Thus she took the arms again under it and dropped the knife.

She exhaled made easier and stared at the heap of steaming corpse. Still it rained and the steams of the stinking body now penetrated, whirled up with the rain, into her nose.

Anjelica choked, however, could still prevent from vomiting.

Still she moved up closer to the lifeless body to see what had given, finally, the rest to the dog when again a shot whipped by the silence and the second dog was torn down in the middle of the jump.

Anjelica staggered to the back and the shout got stuck to her before terror in the throat. She shook unbelievingly her head, as another three other dogs the street scuffle ran and before her stopped.

These things looked even worse, than the first.

Anjelica could recognise the ribs of the animals between dark fur remains. Their heads were also skelettiert like the rest of the body. Apparently were held together only by rotting remains. One more shot and mud spurts up before the feet of the dogs, they started to growl. Their dribbling mouths were more than frightening and her bad eyes were directed on them.

Anjelica took up quickly her knife, came tripping on the feet, turned round and ran about the bridge. You close on the heels the dogs.

Over and over again there sounded shots, however, not one hit.

She ran even faster and reached the street at the other end than a man came out in uniform of right behind a cover, Anjelica packed and pulled them aside.

The dogs jumped in the emptiness.

Quick, now!" shouted the policeman and Anjelica it was helped to pull with him. Further the street under it, directly on a building to whose main entrance opened now.

Anjelica indicated a yelp behind her, that one of the monster dogs had been floored.

With the last strength they reached the house and the door closed behind them.

Now Anjelica stared at one dozen people who all looked as if they lived in a war zone. They were bloodied, looked tired and every hope had given way from her faces.

Bit by bit Anjelica understood that she was in a sheriff's office and the people were here policemen. „What were for monsters?" she asked out of breath.

No notion." if said the man who had saved them and passed Anjelica his hand. „Sheriff Kyle Smith." if he fancied. „Welcome to Eastville. However, would prefer me if it had become a heartier receipt. But at least you are still alive. This is more than some other has in this town."

Anjelica Melone" she answered quietly and took his hand. „Why no warnings stand here? Why nobody is there still, these dogs …"

But sheriff Smith interrupted them and mildly smiled. „Our connection was already interrupted weeks ago and the guards leave nobody from the town out. They have seen the guards, nevertheless, or?"

Immediately Anjelica thought of the raven again. To many birds and nodded.