ZEDKIEL.
“I want to know exactly what happened that night.” I say quietly.
He takes a silent breath, obviously remembering that night and, by the looks of it, it wasn’t a pleasant experience.
“It has been ten years since that night, but it’s still as fresh in my mind as if it had just happened yesterday. The town was roughly an hour's drive or run from Dark Falls. It was in an even more isolated place than Dark Falls. Hidden on the other side of the forest and these mountains.
Sinclair and I were on a hunting trip, and we had found a target and given chase. It was snowing heavily, and this was something we did every winter. I made sure each year I made the hunt a little harder for him, and that year we were going to go through the rocky terrain and up through the mountains.” He begins.
