Dark Was the Night Page #3

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anything, all right, we're...

We're working on it.

Jim:
Oh, is that right?

Then tell me, why aren't

you out there right now

hunting that thing down?

'Cause it pays to think

before you act, Jim.

Claire:
Well, what

if it comes back?

There is no "it", okay?

There is no "it".

Forest Department

said this morning

that there's no animal

that leaves tracks

like the ones that we found.

Okay, so that

tells me that we're

dealing with a

creative prankster

who's heard all the

great ghost stories

that our buddy Jim,

here, has heard.

Well, maybe it's that

new deputy of yours.

Hm?

Jim:
City guy,

thinkin' it's funny

to stir things up?

That's enough.

Sheriff!

How's it going, Sheriff?

Oh, she's going, Earl. You?

Good.

You been out in

the woods, lately?

Into the trees?

Yeah.

Donny and I went pretty

deep this morning.

It's deer season.

But in the last

week I haven't seen

so much as one deer within

five miles of this town.

Never seen nothing like it.

All the animals just

up and vanished.

Huh.

What do you think would

cause something like that?

It's hard to say.

But...

an animal senses a threat,

they tend not to hang around.

A threat.

So you think an

animal left those tracks?

They don't look like any

animal tracks I've ever seen.

You take it easy, now, Sheriff.

Remember, we're all

still prayin' for ya.

Thanks.

- Susan:
Hey.

- Paul:
Hey.

Susan:
Thanks for

taking him, tonight,

I forgot I volunteered

at the church.

No problem.

I took him to the park today.

The kids there were

saying it's the devil,

all this stuff going on.

Did it scare him?

Yeah.

It's been six months, Paul.

I need to know where you are.

Susan:
Because it's not fair.

It's not fair to us, and

it's not fair to Adam.

Where are you?

I don't know.

I'll get him, it'll

be just a minute.

-(low hum)

-(car tires crunch on dirt)

Adam:
Stop!

What?

There's something out there.

Enough.

Last night was one

thing, buddy, but--

Dad, look! Look!

Adam:
Did you see it?

You stay here.

Lock the doors.

(doors lock)

(branches rustle)

Hey...

(dramatic music)

(wood creaks)

Come out, now, before you get

yourself into more trouble!

(metal jingles)

(metal tags jingle)

Paul:
Adam...

Adam!

Adam!

(breathes shakily)

Adam!

Adam!

Adam!

Adam:
Dad?

Are you hurt?

I heard something outside

the car and I got scared.

I'm never gonna let

anything happen to you.

Do you understand that?

(sighs)

- Earl:
Here you go.

- Bar Patron:
Thanks, Earl.

You drinking to remember,

or are you drinking to forget?

I'll take another

and see where it leads.

How's it going

with Sheriff Sheilds?

He's a good man.

Yeah.

So how you likin' it?

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