Fifty One

CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

Elena

The Night howled with a fierceness, a sort of crazed frenzy if one could have said and it absolutely set me on a rage, my entire body and senses tingled with a manic delight if you'd have it that way, one that left my teeth gnashing and my eyes bloodshot, something or someone was coming, I could feel it, smell it and taste it to the point of anticipation and it kept me awake.

The wind sieved in through the cracks in the walls and Windows playing a tune and whispering in a strange tongue save for one clear word.

"Elena!" It roared howling a tune to which the rustling of the nearby trees served as the drums.

The old Granny had ordered me stay off the woods at night, 'treacherous woods' she had called them 'filled with even more treacherous creatures', every tale made her believe death came with the night but the woods would not leave me alone eventually it built up roaring into a swirling crescendo that I could no longer take much less contain and before I could