The little boy was gone. Just like every other person that disappeared. Not a trace of them. Not a shoe, not a hair, nothin'. And when the two men asked the family what happened, the kids had seen the "big crow" swoop down, but they never saw it leave.
Darrell still thought it was a load of bullshit and they were pulling a trick on him, but then the guy from out of town took it dead serious. It got the local man curious enough that he asked for the fed to give him a ride back to town, even though there was something about this stranger that really, really put him off.
On their way back to town, the fed starts telling Darrell a story. About how a long time ago, there was a battle at Fort Pitt, and how the local Natives had a sort of tribal spirit. The equivalent of a dryad. It was their good luck charm during battle, but only the chief could call upon it. He sorta just snorted at the stranger, [And his tone goes down a bit.] but then the other guy started in on another story. About a little boy that was playing in the woods, and about how a mother bird flew in his face and scared him away. A story that no one else should have been there to see.
The cop demanded to know just how this complete outsider could know that, and FAH! [Hands suddenly flared like spread wings over the camera views!] Black wings filled the windshield!
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Darrell still thought it was a load of bullshit and they were pulling a trick on him, but then the guy from out of town took it dead serious. It got the local man curious enough that he asked for the fed to give him a ride back to town, even though there was something about this stranger that really, really put him off.
On their way back to town, the fed starts telling Darrell a story. About how a long time ago, there was a battle at Fort Pitt, and how the local Natives had a sort of tribal spirit. The equivalent of a dryad. It was their good luck charm during battle, but only the chief could call upon it. He sorta just snorted at the stranger, [And his tone goes down a bit.] but then the other guy started in on another story. About a little boy that was playing in the woods, and about how a mother bird flew in his face and scared him away. A story that no one else should have been there to see.
The cop demanded to know just how this complete outsider could know that, and FAH! [Hands suddenly flared like spread wings over the camera views!] Black wings filled the windshield!