Smythe and me camping outside of Woodlawn tonight. Clyde stayed back, of course. Heaven forbid he bends some rules. Anyway, we spotted the usual beasts in the woods. Deadlings, nothing out of the ordinary. But since we got to Woodlawn we haven't seen a thing. That is until we spotted somebody sneakin’ outta town.
We followed him the lad. Something felt wrong about the situation. It's odd to see anybody leave a village after sundown, except for a hunter. But this guy didn’t carry a weapon. Lad only had a shovel! Smythe and I stayed low and quiet in the trees. We watched the man creep to a patch of dirt. Looked like it had been previously disturbed. Then the guy started digging. I figure it’s a good thing Smythe and I were there. If he was doing something wrong we’d see it and if a monster attacked we could save the lad.
Back in Quarry we got word that a woman had gone missing. Apparently she was killed by the new monster rumored to be in these woods. Smythe and I left immediately. That was a few days ago. Now that we're here there's no sign of a new monster and we're just watching this fool dig a hole.
A strange noise came from deeper in the woods. Sounded like a man trying to growl while gargling. Creepy, spooked out the digger. He stopped and hurried back toward Woodlawn. Smythe and I kept an eye on the fella until he reached the village then went looking for whatever made that sound. We couldn’t find nothin’.
Now that we’re settled for the night I been wondering what that guy was diggin’ up. I’ll take Smythe and check it out tomorrow. I've also been wondering about that sound. Never heard anything growl like that before. It was a low sound too. Means the beast has some size to it. We have some work to do.
The sky is clear tonight and every star is out. No moon though. It’s peaceful here. Very quiet. So quiet it seems even the air is resting. If anything is out there we’ll hear it. And once we know where to go it’s huntin’ time, and my axe is thirsty for a murderin’ monster.
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