As the dust clears, and the dead who have risen are either killed again or have run off, the townspeople begin searching for friends and family trying to make heads or tails of what had just taken place. Dead people rising up to try and bite us, other weird fast-running abominations grabbing children and running away with them, everything is in disarray as we try to sum up the events that have just taken place.
As we start to put the pieces together, we realize that the towns children have not been taken, just seems to be the children from the train that were taken as a few children were actually killed in the onslaught. Everybody seems to be going on about chores they are accustomed to. Father Matt seems to be trying to educate the towns doctor about these creatures, I think he called them zombies. But the local doctor doesn’t seem to be getting it.
As a weary dark is still covering the town and surrounding areas as far as we can see, the time seems to be 4:30 in the afternoon, but the darkness is as if it is 7:30 in the evening.
Enyeto and Matthew are tending to the towns preacher whose intestines are hanging out. I don’t understand how they think they can help him. But they seem confident that they will some difference.
Joe & myself are checking on the prisoner Clem to make sure he is still incarcerated and not have fallen to worse demise. After a short inspection, he seems to be physically intact other than his bladder that seems to have released itself into his trousers, bunk, and floor. Other than the muttering, he is not responsive to any questioning, serves the bastard right.
Matt & Enyeto have questioned the locals trying to get a direction in which the creatures have run off with the children. After much inquiring they come up with a direction. We get horses, supplies, ammo, and head off in the direction to which we were informed. As leaving town, Tex catches up with us and would like to go help us retrieve the children. Two dogs and Running Bear choose to remain behind in case of another imminent attack.
Traveling west, we follow the tracks and footprints down the railroad. Didn’t really find anything for the first 10 miles. I began to think we had been duped and the remaining children could be lost. At this point, I remember looking back as we left the town and seeing the dog that had been following me all day in battle and it seemed to me as I rode off, that he was looking at me as if I were riding off to my death, as we all were.
The next mile proved me to be wrong, a giant crater in the middle of the railroad tracks with a bunch of bodies of horses and humans thrown askew like I’ve never seen before. As we looked around, trying to make some semblance of what had happened, we had no idea that we were being watched. From a number of small prairie dog looking holes in the ground, long snake-like arms attached to each other started coming up out of the holes and started grabbing our horses and at us trying to ensnare us.
And then it began…several giant large snake-like arms started trying to smash us to the ground while the small tentacles tried to hold us in place for their larger one. The fire fight erupted. Everyone started firing at the small tentacles trying to get their self released. Blasting away and trying to evade the large tentacles as to evade the fate of the ones who lay here before us. Enyeto has been held, Dalton has been held, Henry is shooting to release tentacles that hold his horse, Mean Joe is able to ride out of the grasp of the tentacles around his horse after multiple rounds seem to have found their target, a loud underground moan or wale is heard and the tentacles recede and we are able to move to safety. With a short break, we regroup and try to reacquire the trail that will lead us to whatever situation or demise has befallen the children.
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