Rockwell’s Reign: Chapter 5

- The Nazgûl

Erin had been wandering for two days now. She had found nothing. She was tired. She was hungry. She hadn’t had any water for several hours. She had crossed into a grassland, a much different change from the desert. She wandered on until she felt like she would collapse, when suddenly, she heard loud booming in the distance. It was a turret. A few seconds later and there was a scream. She ran to the sound as fast as she could. It took a little over an hour to get there, but she made it. What she saw terrified her. There was a turret and a metal base sitting in the middle of a cleared out area. Littered about were the still partially blood bones of specific animals which she had seen all over the grassland and desert. What was more terrifying was that some of the bones were human. However, most terrifying were the paw prints of Bonehounds covering the cleared ground. Clearly they had massacred the camp, and quickly too considering the fact that it had barely been an hour and they had taken out the camp, feasted and vacated the scene. She shivered. That night, she found a small tree to sleep under. She heard the howling of Bonehounds out in the grasslands. She sat awake deciding whether she would rather face the nightmarish monster in her dreams or the howling. She decided to stay awake. She would see if she could follow the Bonehounds in the morning.