Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)John watched after Laine as she ran off in the direction of the trees, away from his little cabin, his fire, and his demented sick little plan. He laughed for the effect of fear, still standing above the log he watched her stumble away. Slowly he picked up his hunting rifle, wiping a bit of blood from his lip after eating a part of his meal. He looked down to it and picked up the piece of meat in his hands and taking a bite of it. With a rifle in one hand and his meal in the other he trudged off in the direction Laine had run.
She'd run into trouble sooner or later, and she'd have to depend on him. "Run along little girl! You'll be facing 'yer death soon enough in the wilderness!" He cackled after her, his voice booming with the distance between them. He would make sure that she would come out of this unharmed. Or at least not dead.
She'd run into trouble sooner or later, and she'd have to depend on him. "Run along little girl! You'll be facing 'yer death soon enough in the wilderness!" He cackled after her, his voice booming with the distance between them. He would make sure that she would come out of this unharmed. Or at least not dead.