User blog:JOVA82/Bloodmoon rises Pt.5 WWYD reply

This had been my familys own little retreat as long as I remember, and a lot longer if the photos don't lie.

Actually it was my great granmothers childhood home, only 20 or so miles from the large town nearby, but still so far "in the middle of nowhere" that there wasnt electricity, except what we brought in batteries, or any other modern things. Heating worked with great big fireplace/baking oven/stove combination in the middle of the cabin, we had running water, water came as long someone would run to the well to get it. All in all, it was throwback to much simpler times, and while I must admit I didnt entirely enjoy coming here, afterall my PC was useless here, so I couldn't play my games. I often found something to entertain me here. Of course tere was certain kind of danger coming to here. Seeing wolfs, wild boars, brown bears, and mooses wasn't all that uncommon. and all of these animals created certain kind of danger. How ever don't understand me wrong, as long as you took certain precautions, it was very safe place. Even with all the wild animals and occasional mamono running about.

In recent years the winter storms have kicked up around new year, and prior to that there usually hasnt been much snow. Much like when we arrived here yesterday there was only couple inches of snow on the ground. But as this blizzard hit this early this year, and even trough the blizzard I could see snow piling down inch by inch, foot by foot. We would be stuck here until someone starts missing us, How ever just about every close friend of the family, and of course our extended family would know where we are, and most certainly there would be some form of rescue coming sooner or later. Most likely it would be a farmer living couple miles away, who would come to plough the road with his tractor when the blizzard eventually ends. All in all, there is no reason to worry, it isn't that cold, we have plenty of firewood, well is full of water, and thanks to my mom who allways stocks up food for christmas much more than we need, we have food in to first week of January, withuot rationing it. Only one who really didnt like it was my big brother, He still comes here during christmas, but he lives abroad where in coldest time of the year you can allmost cook an egg on a stone that has been out on the sun. He really REALLY dislikes the winter nowdays. I on the other hand don't really care that much. Sure it is nice to come here and stay couple days, but anything over a week get's really boring really fast, and we have been here a week allready, and we were planning to leave tomorrow, That's not going to happen, we will be stuck here at least until the blizzard ends, and according to radio it will be at least 4 days, and possibly more.

As we were finishing our dinner I glance out of the window again, and for a fleeting moment I thuoght I saw something out in a distance, was it a emregency flare somewhere on the other side of the lake? Something bright and red'ish, or am I just seeing things? I make my way next to the window and try to look in to the blizzard and again I get the feeling that I saw something, but the blizzard didn't let me see that far, it was near perfect whiteout on this evening, I could barely see the old woodshed 30 feet away from the main building, and my dad's SUV buried allmost up to it's windows. I call my dad to take a look, and tell that I saw something red, and reasonably bright out there. Probably bit further away, and we both start looking out, but neither of us see anything.

My dad starts to question things. He reminds me that there was that old hermit that lived on the other side of the lake, a little weird guy who was rarely seen, but he lived out here around a year apparently alone. He wasn't that kind to strangers, and apparently he tried to stay away from the society, only running to the store when he absolutely had to. Apparently he wasn't allways like that, but things had changed sometime 30 years ago when my father was still young man. Could it be that he is in some kind of trouble? Should we, or more like me, as my dad isn't all that mobile anymore go check on him? It is a good 2 hour walk one way, as the lake most likely hasn't frozen well enough to walk over it. And as the snow is now nearly three to four feet deep it easily adds two or three hours on the travel time.

We argue for few minutes, but my dad convinces me that I should go, specially as my brother absolutely refuses to go outside for any reason. Eventually I just sigh and start gearing up. Thankfully it isn't that cold, but I rather be safe than sorry, and find my fathers ice fishing overalls, and old snow shoes. For couple minutes I hesitate between a large flashlight, and old oil burning storm lantern, eventually choosing the stormlantern as is lights all around, and the light isn't that bright, the flashlight would just light up the flying snow making me essetially blind. Then again just to be sage than sorry, I dig up the old shotgun we have at the cabin. Just in case I run straight in to wolfpack. So I stepped out, and started my journey to the hermits cabin.

Near three hours passed before I arrived to our neighbours cabin. Though last 25 minutes I spend looking around as I knew I was close, but I just couldn't find it in the white hell that was raging around me, until I eventually saw a flickering light in the darkness that appeared to be a window of his house. How ever as I looked inside, it was a grim sight. I couldn't see the hermit, but I did see some torn clothes and complete mess the could have only be caused my massive fight in side that cabin. That's when I noticed that the blanket in her bed was moving, and then I saw what was unmitakebly a Grizzly changing position on the hermits bed. and then I saw a figure of a man lying limply next to the grizzly. That told me enough, our neighbour was no more. Theoreticly I could avenge him, but what's the point. Now I was just certain that that the mamono were just rampaging beasts preying on who ever they find. Come to think of that, I better get back to relative safety of our cabin.

As I was walking back, some half an hour on my way, I heard a howl, I thuoght I had heard one roughly two hours ago but I weren't sure. but this time it was most defintely a howl, and soon after another howl answered. I fasten the stormlantern on to my belt, drop my gloves, and ready my shotgun. knowing I would be in big trouble if there is more than two wolfs. I only have dualbarrel-shotgun. I would have ammunition, but I have to load every two shots. So more than two wolfs might end up being a rather large issue. And that's assuming every shot connects. I rush my pace until I hear a growl somewhere in front of me. I stop and point my gun where I heard the growl, waiting that what ever is up ahead comes close enough that I can see it. Heart pounding I wait, and listen, and soon enough I hear as something's approaching to my right, I point my gun there, Just in time so the wolf get's mouthfull of buckshot, and practicly decapitates the wolf. I hear another approaching from behind me, and spin around, narrowly dodging the wolfs attack, I swiftly sim aroun again, and shoot, and hear how the wolf yelps as the shot connects, and more growling eminating from the darkness.

I quicly flip the lever that let's the shotgun barrels fold away from the stock, point the barrels to the sky, and let the casings fall to the ground, I quickly grab couple more shells from my pocket, and fumble them in to chambers, and just as I klick the barrls back in place, I see just on the edge of the light how one wolf is staring right at me. How ever, now I hear growling all around from the darkness. I know it's very unlikely I make it to the cabin, Afterall wolfs are pack animals sure there might be a lone wolf here and there, but usually there is anything between 4 to 10, and judging from the growling, there is still at least 6 out there. Best thing I can do right now is stry to stay up to look larger and more intimidating, though that's only delaying the inevitable. That's when I hear something running up to me from behind, I shoot at the wolf that I see, and try to dodge again, but the wolf grabs my left arm, Yet I manage not to drop the gun, and having it in my right and lets me shoot the wolf before it really started tearing in to me. How ever it's hold on me was tight, and it pulled me down with it. shattering the lantern, and leaving me in near total darkness.

I heard how the wolfs started to howl, barck, and yelp around me, and as I more like heard than saw I put my hands up only to grab something furry that was lunging at me, and jumst more out of luck than actually seeing what I was doing I realized there was wolf trying to go for my throat, but I was holding it up just far enough that it couldnt reach. For a some time I struggled with the snarling mouth just inches from my face, when I suddenly realized it had gone limp. Now that I think of it, I couldn't hear the other wolfs either. Someone, or something, had intervened. And then all of a sudden, I felt the cold. I was so very cold. Like I would have been buried in ice, cold.

Even thuogh just 10 minutes ago I was having the overalls unzipped becasue I was hot, then the struggle with the wolfs but now I was puling the zipper up, and I was still freezing. From the corner of my eye I saw a figure looking at me. I tried to lok at her but couldnt make out what it was. At the same time she looked like beatuiful young woman, but still she was glimmering like ice, and I'm quite sure she was hovering just over the snow, and her legs were see trough like icicles. For a minute I tried to make out what she was, until she wasn't there anymore, and when I relized she wasnt there I started feeling lonely. or not just lonely, it felt like hundreds of years of total isolation. I was alive, but I felt totally devastated.

For what I assume was closer to an hour, I just laid there in the snow, shivering from both cold, and the lonliness I felt somewhere deep inside, before I finally managed to climb back on my feet, and at this point I was almost completely covered in snow. I tried to look for familiar landmarks, but of course anything familiar was under four feet of snow. I tried to look my own tracks, but only found nine dead wolfs buried in snow, and there wasn't any kind of tracks left. and I didnt find my gloves, or the gun either, thuogh I must admit I wasn't really looking for those. The feelings of isolation were anything but pleasent at this point, I might as well have been on another planet. I of course could stay here, but thinking about the roaring fireplace, and people I care about just six or so miles away got me moving. Unfortunately, I had no clue what way to go.

I have no clue how long I was walking, or what way I was walking, when I again heard something. I went to investigate, as sight now death would have been merciful. How ever, I found a cave tht would at least shelter me from the frigid winds, thuogh that didn't seem to help at all. but then I heard that sound again, and few seconds later something bumped in to me. and most importantly, that something was warm. I turn to look, and see a shivering wererabbit. -"You met the gasies too?" she asked -"I think so." I answered, and at the same time I really wanted to hold her as close as possible, and cherish her, like the only spark that was left in the fireplace in this cold dead world. -"Well get in there, there is only one way to fix what she's done." I really wanted to carry her inside the cave, which turned out to be her home. But she was practicly pushing me inside, and before I really know it, I was laying down on bed made of grass and leafs. and se was removing my overalls so forcefully that I was surprised that they didn't tear. Soon as she got me practicly nude, se jumped on me, and my god was she warm, she was only warm thing in the world for me.

We started slowly, more like cuddling, but it wasn't long until she was riding me so hard that I wouldnt have suprised if my bones would have broken. And all the time she was swearing at the glasies, who pumped me dry. I never learned what she ment for that.

Eventually the spring came, thuogh I barely noticed it. How ever I know that there was people missing me, I should head to town and inform my parents that I'm fine. even thuogh I had gone missing. How ever I barely got to our cabin, before the cold, and lonlyness filled me. And I knew only one way to fix that. I had left from the wererabbits cave early in the morning, and at the evening I was allready back. The world is a very cold place, but at least I know that one place where I can feel the warm, and furious pounding on my hips.