she remembered.
The distressed girl said her name was Katie and that she and her boyfriend had come up to the mountains from the city for the weekend. “We set up camp yesterday and collected enough fire wood for a small fire to keep the mountain lions away”; “Did you notice anything strange whilst collecting the firewood?” I asked. Her blank facial expression showed that she was deep in thought, “I did come across a dead deer with its head decapitated, but what was strange is that it was still warm, I didn’t tell Blake as I didn’t want to freak him out, this was his first time camping” The girl sobbed as she began to cry. “It’s okay” I said, “you can stay here a while then we will drive up to your campsite if that is okay with you?”, “What if whatever took him is still around?” She wept “I have a rifle and a hunting dog whatever it was wouldn’t stand a chance” I said reassuringly. “Okay” she spluttered, clearly not wanting to go back there.