Snatchers (Book 3): The Dead Don't Cry
Page 28
The darkness hid the treacherous drops to the sides, so he tried to keep as central on the road as possible, but it was difficult, as there were no white lines in the centre of the road. He thought that there should have been a sign as people entered, The Pennines: Drive at your peril. Harry was aware that it was an area in England that was meant to be driven through during the day so people could take in the breathtaking scenery. But his journey began in the evening, in the dreadful weather, and he was certainly paying for it now.
"This is ridiculous, " he muttered to himself.
He had no intention of walking any further and was certain that the person that they had hit had probably fell down the hill and was in a ditch, many metres below them. It appeared that a helicopter was going to have to be used in this search.
With the sound of the rain lashing at his body and the wind smacking his frame, Harry could hear animal-like growling coming from the left of him, where the hill descended. He thought about the possibility of there being wild dogs out in the open, and this thought alone made his heart gallop at an insane speed.
He tried to shrug the noise off, but his walk back to the woman's car was becoming a quick affair. As he progressed and was only a hundred yards from the car, all he could see was the headlights assaulting his eyes. He looked down on the floor to avoid getting spots in front of his eyes and heard a car door open and he heard the woman call out, "What's that?"
Facebook