kara…I cannot tell you where I am, only that I’m out of danger. For now.
I got the images and information you emailed me. Was printing out when my dog sat at the front door, growling.
Thought the storm had spooked him, until I looked outside and saw a dark figure standing on the street. Long black coat, black hat, something in his hand. An ax, I think.
Staring. Just staring. The lightning lit his face when he looked up. Not a shred of flesh on it and black where his eyes should have been.
He tipped his hat, then came toward the house. Cleared half the distance to my door before I could get my legs to move. I got to the back door just as he pulverized the front.
I watched from the woods behind my house. I can only guess he ransacked it, searching. When I heard the roar from inside I ran.
That was 3:30 this morning and I’m still shaking.
I left it all behind. I had no choice. He’ll come again.
I believe you now. I need to think. Can’t possibly do this on our own.