Дмитрий Леонтьев – Don't trust anyone (страница 15)

Kevin froze in horror.

“Crap,” He exhaled and closed his eyes. Goosebumps ran all the way up from his heels to the head. He raised eyes and what he saw forced him to immediately jump up and shut down the lid of the laptop. It seemed to him that the girl was sitting and looking at him smiling.

CHAPTER 10

Kevin could not fall asleep till early morning. He had been spending the silent summer night with the light on waiting to hear the familiar barking of his dog. The whole night Kevin had been sitting up in bed with his legs bent and pressed to the chest and his back to the wall. Confused thoughts had been flashing through his mind. The missing dog, ancient cemetery and hallucinations about a white girl silhouette in the video clip. Yes, he was already an adult not to believe in paranormal stuff, but when he placed his sight to the laptop he felt weird.

He blamed only himself for Max’s absence. “How? How did I allow that?” he repeated this question to himself.

“Please, come back!” he wept from time to time.

But eventually the physical exhaustion of his body took control over his mind. Gradually his eyelids closed.

At last, Kevin fell asleep.

* * * * * *

That night he also dreamed about something odd. Kevin saw himself get up from his bed, which was in the centre of the cemetery. His body rose and, at first, he could not comprehend where he was. He looked around and noticed a narrow path leading into the foggy darkness. He heard a sound of something breaking. Kevin was staring into the distance trying to see through the white fog. Then he heard again the sound of something breaking. It seemed that the branches of the old and thick trees were breaking with a dreadful noise. Something was moving towards him. It was a green ball, which was pushed by someone in the dense fog. The ball looked familiar. When it stopped right in front of Kevin’s bed, he recognized it.

“Max!” he shouted. “Are you in there? Come here, my boy!” he screamed.

He could hear only dead silence.

“Max!” he repeated and put his feet down on the ground. The ground felt cold and muddy.

“Are you in there?” he began walking further into the woods.

Kevin was moving through the ancient monuments and graves. From time to time he noticed human and animal sculls beneath his feet. Suddenly he could hear someone groaning from pain and odd whispers around him.

“Max!” Kevin nervously call his pet. “Come here!” he added.

Through the fog someone threw Max’s collar. Kevin wanted to touch it, but it moved away from him.

Kevin slowly followed the collar. Gradually it sped up and Kevin had to run after the collar not to lose sight of it. He realized that the collar was tied to a piece of rope and someone must have been holding it.

At last, he was completely surrounded by white fog. Someone’s weeping was getting louder and louder. Kevin felt his heart bursting in his chest.

“Who is it?” he shouted. “Max! Come here! Please.”

He made several more steps and noticed a tree in front of him. The collar began to move along the tree trunk. Then Kevin saw a hole.

From the unexpected horrendous sight he screamed hysterically.

CHAPTER 11

Kevin quickly opened his eyes. He was lying in bed, dressed.

He wiped his face with the palms of his hands and then glanced at the laptop. The lid was closed, which reminded him of the video and the cemetery.

“I must recall the way to the cemetery and try to understand where Max could have got lost,” he thought.

After that he took his mobile and checked the time.

“9 a.m.” he said looking at the screen. Then Kevin threw his head on the pillow and, staring at the ceiling, began to recall all the details from his, already second, nightmare.

It looked as if he was thinking of a plan.

Hardly had he closed his eyes when he heard familiar sounds from outside the room. He thought the sounds came from the kitchen. Kevin dropped his feet on the floor and he felt something soft underneath which immediately bounced away.

It was really odd, but what had just bounced away was a green ball. Kevin stood up and looked carefully at it.

* * * * * *

“How are you?” Linda asked seeing her son come inside. “You look so pale,” she added.

Kevin did not answer her but came closer to the refrigerator, opened it and took out a bottle of juice.

“We also slept badly, darling,” Linda declared sighing. “Don’t blame yourself so much,” she added coming up to Kevin.

“The night has passed and Max hasn’t come back,” Kevin pronounced at last.

“Max is a dog. It’ll definitely come back,” Linda used the same phrase Fred had said to her the night before.

“When daddy was a child like you, his dog also went missing for three days. He didn’t know what to do with himself, couldn’t sleep,” she began to calm Kevin down.

Kevin did not respond.

“It all finished well. His dog came back three days later – so dirty and smelly,” Linda continued her story and patted Kevin on the shoulder to cheer him up.

“I hope that Max will also come back,” Kevin replied.

“Of course, I am sure! And you should know that early in the morning daddy went to Joseph and asked him to help to find Max if it doesn’t come back by tomorrow,” she said.

“And what did Joseph say?” Kevin asked looking at his mom.

“Well, he explained that in 90 percent of such cases lost pets come back home within several days by themselves. We can trust him. He’s a policeman.”

“And what usually happens to the remaining 10 percent,” Kevin asked.

“What usually happens in the 10 percent of the cases we should not bother about, because I’m sure…” she began to explain.

“Where is daddy?” Kevin interrupted her.

“He is in the yard, darling,” Linda answered. “Would you like something for breakfast?” she asked.

“Later, mom!” Kevin answered and rose from the table.

CHAPTER 12

“Hey, dad!” Kevin shouted from the distance.

Hearing his son, Fred hit his head on the roof of the car.

“Oh, it is you,” he answered climbing out of the car and holding a car vacuum cleaner in his hand.

“What are you doing?” Kevin asked.

“I decided to clean inside,” Fred answered, “How are you?”

But seeing the sorrowful grimace on Kevin’s face Fred immediately understood the answer to his question.

“Don’t worry, dude,” he said, “I’ve already talked to Joseph…”

“I know,” Kevin said. “But we should start looking for Max today, right now,” he added.

Fred put down the vacuum cleaner on the driver’s seat and turned towards his son.

“I know, I know what you’re feeling right now, but hurry and premature conclusions are not a good solution for an adult like you,” he said looking into Kevin’s eyes.

Kevin looked away from Fred.

“So, what can an adult like you suggest then?” Kevin asked.

“When I was your age, my dog also disappeared once,” Fred began to explain.

“I know, mommy’s already told me about it,” Kevin answered.

“So, take it easy! We are also worried about the situation. Joseph promised me to help us, just like a good neighbor and a policeman would do,” Fred said and shook Kevin by the shoulder.