Chapter Four - The Body is Gone
While Lobo and Dan's train exploration continued, the other animals of Vernon
were having trouble sleeping of their own. Then Officer Copper renturned to the scene
of the train crash and saw Booker sleeping.
"Dammit, Booker! Don't tell me you fell asleep!" Copper yelled angerly at
Booker and walked over to wake him up. That's when he made the shocking discovery.
Chief Booker was now dead. His throut torn out and his body covered with scars.
Copper stared with fear striking in his heart.
His life long partner... His best friend... He was gone. And Copper never had the
chance to say goodbye. Then Copper wondered what could have done this to him. What
ill-bred, little, homicidal bastard could have done this?
Directing his attention to the train he had made another shocking discovery. The
body of the Porter was missing.
"What in God's name..." Copper whispered quietly. "Where the hell did that
body go?" Just then Copper heard a noise from behind him. He grabbed his gun which
he never had used before, but he wasn't about to take any chances. He turned around
aiming his gun.
"Wh-who's there?! Show yourself!" Copper yelled. Then a shadowy figure
emergered forward. At first Copper couldn't make out who or what it was. Cooper
aimed his gun carefully.
"Don't shoot!" yelled the shadowy figure. Copper jumped back in surprise.
"Don't shoot," it repeted, "It's me, Kevin!" And indeed it was.
"Kevin? Oh, sorry about scaring you like that." Copper put his gun away while
apologizing. "You wouldn't beilieve what I found." Copper pointed to the body of
Booker, and Kevin's eyes opened wide with fear.
"Wh-what happened to him?" Kevin stammered, trying not to pay too much
attention to the blood leaking out of the dead dog's body.
"That's what I'd like to know. And that's not the only thing, the body of the dead
Porter is gone too."
"But... who would take a dead body?"
"I don't know. If they were dragging the body away I'm sure I'd see a trail in the
snow-" Copper stopped. He knelt down by the snow examining it.
"What is it, Officer?" Kevin asked, still shaken with fear.
"There are footprints here..." Copper put his paw into one of the footprints, "They
are bloody... and they look like... monkey footprints."
"You don't think...?" said Kevin, hoping what he was thinking was not true.
"Of-of course not." Copper responded, "The dead are called dead for a reason...
the only place the dead can walk is in the movies."
"Yeah... yeah, I guess your right..." Kevin said, but still had an errie feeling that
something was happening... something evil.
While Lobo and Dan's train exploration continued, the other animals of Vernon
were having trouble sleeping of their own. Then Officer Copper renturned to the scene
of the train crash and saw Booker sleeping.
"Dammit, Booker! Don't tell me you fell asleep!" Copper yelled angerly at
Booker and walked over to wake him up. That's when he made the shocking discovery.
Chief Booker was now dead. His throut torn out and his body covered with scars.
Copper stared with fear striking in his heart.
His life long partner... His best friend... He was gone. And Copper never had the
chance to say goodbye. Then Copper wondered what could have done this to him. What
ill-bred, little, homicidal bastard could have done this?
Directing his attention to the train he had made another shocking discovery. The
body of the Porter was missing.
"What in God's name..." Copper whispered quietly. "Where the hell did that
body go?" Just then Copper heard a noise from behind him. He grabbed his gun which
he never had used before, but he wasn't about to take any chances. He turned around
aiming his gun.
"Wh-who's there?! Show yourself!" Copper yelled. Then a shadowy figure
emergered forward. At first Copper couldn't make out who or what it was. Cooper
aimed his gun carefully.
"Don't shoot!" yelled the shadowy figure. Copper jumped back in surprise.
"Don't shoot," it repeted, "It's me, Kevin!" And indeed it was.
"Kevin? Oh, sorry about scaring you like that." Copper put his gun away while
apologizing. "You wouldn't beilieve what I found." Copper pointed to the body of
Booker, and Kevin's eyes opened wide with fear.
"Wh-what happened to him?" Kevin stammered, trying not to pay too much
attention to the blood leaking out of the dead dog's body.
"That's what I'd like to know. And that's not the only thing, the body of the dead
Porter is gone too."
"But... who would take a dead body?"
"I don't know. If they were dragging the body away I'm sure I'd see a trail in the
snow-" Copper stopped. He knelt down by the snow examining it.
"What is it, Officer?" Kevin asked, still shaken with fear.
"There are footprints here..." Copper put his paw into one of the footprints, "They
are bloody... and they look like... monkey footprints."
"You don't think...?" said Kevin, hoping what he was thinking was not true.
"Of-of course not." Copper responded, "The dead are called dead for a reason...
the only place the dead can walk is in the movies."
"Yeah... yeah, I guess your right..." Kevin said, but still had an errie feeling that
something was happening... something evil.