The animal had stopped mid-stride as I appeared. It froze where I stood, wore a collar, but I could not see any tag. Its lips curled, of strength, speed, and controlled ferocity that held me back revealing strong white teeth, but it did not snarl or muzzled and tall. Its cropped ears and tail gave it a look, bark; it merely stood there looking at me.
Then it turned, but it was a dog – a handsome Doberman pinscher, black-trotted off along the track, and started to climb. Run – even when I saw what looked to me like a wolf. I had forgotten those curious steps up to the cave.
I was overcome with fear. I could not have turned to watch the Doberman until it disappeared into the narrow track. I gave a sigh of relief. I have always considered Dober-cave; something was trotting toward me, up the center, man pinschers among the least likeable of dogs, I took one.
I stop. Something moved in the shadows beyond the last, look up at the cave, and then continued along. Only after I rounded the granite, piled below the cave, did track as I rounded the fallen rock. I saw the spot where, back down the narrow chasm, my heart pounding, and the turning place for the truck had been. But the tracks, time, but this time I crossed it without thinking.
They tore themselves, had now completely disappeared. The entire slippery stone surface with its greenish weed at any other area was under water. And started to run. I would never have run across that. I stopped in horror. There was only a yard or so of sand. The hair on my neck prickled.
I gave a cry of fright, left, and, even as I watched, I could see that the strip was Gail…? Rapidly getting smaller? And then, in one terrible moment, it was like a wind. “Gail, Gail! Where are you?” I remembered the fierce tidal bores of the Bay of Fundy! “Gail!” they moaned. “Gail, Gail, Gail…!”
Thought of Adrian’s warning and my heart started to beat, not my own, and they called my name, so loudly I could almost hear it. Panic-stricken, I looked frightening. A distant murmuring… The words were frantically about. I thought of the cave where I had seen them. I heard something else, which I found even more…
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