The Monster of Creasy's Hollow (Defenders of the Rift Book 1)

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Author: N.C. Reed
course. Never let it be
said that Belinda Craig-Johnson was nosy. But she saw nothing wrong
with knowing what was going on around her. That’s all.
    Today had been an interesting day of gossip, too.
Several people she had spoken to had commented on the blue energy
wave, or power surge as many had been calling it. Others had
commented on a disturbance later that evening that had set
practically every dog in the Hollow to barking and growling. Several
people had apparently heard a wild animal howling as well. Or
growling, depending on who you spoke to about it. The one thing all
of them agreed on was that it had scared the tar out of them, and
made them seek shelter inside right away.
    None of that made Belinda feel any better, considering
what she knew. If Chuck had been right, and the spell had been a
summoning, then whatever ‘animal’ people had heard last
night, and upset all the dogs in town, might have been something very
bad indeed. If it was, then those who had heard it had every right to
be afraid.
    She tried to shove her worries aside as she arrived at
her next delivery. Thelma’s Beauty Shop was one of her bigger
customers, and there were always plenty of tales circulating among
the women who were there having hair or nails done.
    Carrying several packages, Belinda painted a smile on
her face and stepped inside, leaving the problems of yesterday
outside, if only temporarily.

    *****

    When the dismissal bell rang that afternoon, students
streamed out of the building at a steady rate, heading for whatever
fun or work awaited them for the weekend. The gang wasn’t in
such a hurry today, despite the fact that it was Friday. Instead,
they ambled along together in silence, each lost in their own
thoughts. Angie was the first to break that silence.
    “ Okay, what’s everyone thinking, here?”
she demanded. “We’re acting like we’re going to a
funeral or something.”
    “ I’m just thinking about last night,”
Chip admitted. “And yesterday,” he added, frowning.
“Trying to make sense of what I heard.”
    “ I’m thinking about who I can call about the
Monster of Creasy’s Hollow!” Donny proclaimed, grinning
ear-to-ear. “I’m hoping to get a picture, or at least a
recording of that howling sound to send to someone. Monster hunters
and stuff.”
    “ Oh, get real, you dork,” Donna rolled her
eyes. “You heard someone trying to grind their car into gear
without the clutch or something. Idiot,” she added under her
breath.
    “ I’m not so sure,” Alvin said quietly.
“I don’t think it’s a co-incidence that they heard
that particular noise last night.”
    “ What do you mean?” Angie demanded.
    “ Well, we do that. . .that thing ,
yesterday, for Waldo,” Alvin replied. “And then that wave
happens, and Waldo disappears. We have no idea where he went, or what
happened to his body. Later on last night, Chip and Donny just happen to hear something howling, or growling, that upsets every dog in
hearing distance? Doesn’t that strike anyone as peculiar at
all? Even a little?”
    The group grew quiet again, considering Alvin’s
words. He had made some good points that no one in the group could
actually dispute. All solid facts with no conjecture.
    “ Might be,” Chip mused into the silence.
“Maybe I made a mistake,” he admitted to them, looking a
bit scared. “Maybe I shouldn’t have got you guys to do
it.”
    “ We all agreed to do it, Chip,” Angie said,
and the others nodded, Alvin a bit reluctantly. Even Donna agreed
with that, but. . . .
    “ Look, even if I believe that you guys heard
something, and I’m not saying I do,” she pointed a
finger at them, eyes narrowed, “there’s nothing that ties
whatever you might have heard to poor Waldo. Waldo got killed
by a reckless jerk in a car. We tried to bring him back because we
all loved him. It just didn’t work, that’s all.”
    “ I just don’t know,” Chip said softly.
“I just have a feeling that I should have
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