The Stone of Blood
with blindin’ white lights shinin’ in our eyes!
     
    I could have jumped straight up to Heaven if hadn’t been shaking so bad! While my pride and ego refused to acknowledge the possibility that I had screamed, I most likely did!
     
    Whirlin’ around in mere moments of time, our eyes were met with those of a stranger!
     
    He stood in the darkness before us, as we shielded our eyes from the blindin’ lights; his form came more and more into focus.
     
    Colby turned on his flashlight too and it was by his light then, that we could see the shimmer of a golden badge and a policeman’s uniform! The stranger who stood before us was a cop!
     
    “ We’re going to jail! We’re going to jail! ” I thought to myself in sheer panic!
     
    “We didn’t mean to startle you boys.” The policeman said as he shined his flashlight in our faces.
     
    He was joined then by another officer who lingered in the darkness slightly outside of the light.
     
    “But what are you doing out here?” he asked.
     
    I tried to answer by sayin’ that “ we were only out here campin’ ”. It was the truth. But the only thing that would come out of my mouth was, “ Hey! Colby! Tell the man what we’re doin’ out here, man! ” And then I poked him.
     
    “Have we done something wrong officer?” Colby politely asked and then smiled the way he would whenever he thought he was in trouble.
     
    He was more sophisticated that I was.
     
    I was a deer in the headlights!
     
    “No son, you boys are fine.” The officer stated removin’ his hand from his sidearm. “But there’s been a jail break over in Marion County , south of here. And word has it that they’ve been spotted somewhere in this area.” The officer continued. “Have you boys seen anything curious around here? Anybody …out of place?”
     
    I wanted to tell him what we had seen in the woods; of ritual fires that burned as half human creatures danced and gnashed their teeth!
     
    “ But who would believe a couple of kids like us? And what could they do?” I thought. “And did it seem odd to anyone that these two policemen had come here alone …and on foot?”
     
    Without discussion we remained silent about what we had seen.
     
    We hadn’t seen any escaped convicts. So we shook our heads ‘ no ’. And then I spoke up.
     
    “No sir.” I said. “We haven’t seen anybody. I just live down the road a piece and we came out here to camp out for the night.” I volunteered.
     
    His partner smiled at me then as he languished in the dark. An uneasy canine smile filled with much fury! Through shadows and light he moved unstopping, transformin’ in the ominous gloom between man and beast.
     
    “Well …okay then.” The officer replied snappin’ me back into reality. “We’ll be on our way.”
     
    We watched as he motioned to his partner.
     
    “You boys keep a look out now!” he said in turnin’.
     
    The officer winked at us then and eerily smiled. “Let us know if you see anything.”
     
    “Yes sir, we will.” Colby said holding his arm back against me as if to shield me from a blow.
     
    We watched em’ as they looked back again, tippin’ their hats to us and disappearin’ along that graveled road.
     
    We watched em’ as they returned into the dark state.
     
    We watched as their human shapes subsided and their truer forms emerged!
     
    Like wolves in sheep’s clothing they had come upon us, checkin’ our motives and scoutin’ for weakness. On the hunt they ran again with their brethren!
     
    Venturing back once more into the darkened recesses!
     
    The words from the fifteenth verse of the seventh chapter of Matthew came to my mind.
     
    “ Matthew
7:15
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. ”
     
    “Did you see…?” I whispered under my breath.
     
    “Don’t say anything Toby.” Colby said cutting me off mid sentence. “‘ Werewolves ’ can hear you

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