Chapter 2 Lost Child

Lost Child

For several kilometers, they walked along undeveloped roads and passed through untouched areas.

From rice fields and forests close to the area where they live.

Their legs are almost tired and will continue tomorrow with the residents assigned to guard and patrol the next day.

"We'd better go back because there doesn't seem to be any sign of the beast looking for prey again!" Invite the man who is the leader of the missing persons search group. For the past few days, their task is similar to that of the Sar team.

From a distance, to be precise in the forest near the bushes, one of them saw a large shadowy figure standing near the fresh bones with blood still stuck between the pieces of cloth scattered on the ground

"Sir, sir! Try to light it with the torches we brought there! I saw a big shadow there! I see a big shadow over there!" said one of them who had glimpsed a large, tall creature around the bush.

The others immediately approached the bush and with the help of the torches they carried saw a man with a terrible shape, thick hair growing on all sides of his body, head shape like a wolf complete with long fangs. With a mouth covered with blood.

"Mr! What animal is that?" The barefoot man trembled at this sight, several times his torch was brought into the bushes and it was still clear that a man in the form of a wolf was standing upright with a hand carrying a piece of fresh meat, all he could see was still chewing.

The werewolf-like man felt threatened because the people knew about the crimes he had committed, they already knew of his existence.

"Help! Help! Help!" They screamed hysterically at this unusual sight.

It was clear to them that the pieces of flesh and bone were mutilated and eaten humans.

"Help! Help!" shouted one among the others.

"Who are you? What are you currently doing? You have killed!" they shouted hysterically.

Between fighting or running, it's a choice they have to choose one of them.

"We have to kill the werewolf!"

"But we don't have the weapons to kill him!"

They all agreed that they would beat the man, but as everyone else ran, the man who was assumed to be a werewolf ran quickly to save himself.

The people ran after him but the distance the wolf used was too long so the residents could not catch up.

"Who did he kill? This is new! His blood is still fresh. Gosh, it turns out that this brutal crime was caused by him!" said one of them.

Only a few pieces of flesh and bones are still scattered. We have to take the pieces of the sacrificial cloth to find out who owns it or could this be the body of the child of the old widow Aletha?" guessed the younger man of all.

"Mr, if true, would that woman be able to hold back tears seeing her son have died because of the wolf attack!"

"We have to get him right away!"

With a heavy heart, the residents were ordered by the regional head to show the old widow pieces of flesh, bones, and remnants of cloth that were still bright in color. "Sorry, Mrs. Aletha! We wanted to show you something but we hope you can calm yourself down when you find out the truth!"

"What do you mean by telling me to calm down?" Asked Mrs. Aleta when she heard their words.

"Please don't jump to the wrong conclusion. Show me what you brought!" Aleta said. He had to really take a deep breath when he saw the contents that were carried in the cloth.

The man carrying the piece of cloth with flesh and bones in it put it on the ground and carefully opened it slowly.

Aletha is still confused about what is under them, they think it is the meat of their prey for Aletha to manage.

"What are you carrying with you? Is it cut meat from an animal you hunted in the forest?" asked Aletha still confused. Even though he wasn't sure what he was saying. But he had to be calm. With the possibility of bad things to come.

"Before I conclude about the bones that we have brought, madam, you should carefully examine the torn cloth that is with the lump of flesh!"

Aletha crouched down and examined the cloth which was accompanied by a bunch of bones. Without listening to the words from the widow's mouth, he was already crying hysterically.

"No! This is impossible! No! This is not my son's corpse!" Aletha burst into tears when she saw and recognized the piece of cloth she was holding, which was the clothes her son was wearing before saying goodbye to look for firewood in the forest this afternoon.

"Why are you crying hysterically like this, is it true that we think that this piece of cloth and some bones are the corpses of Mrs. Aletha's child, Agatha?" asked one of the residents who participated in the search earlier.

"My son Agatha, is it true? Pieces of these bones are there your corpse my son?" The widow couldn't hold back her tears seeing the fate her son received at this time.

At that moment he deeply regretted what he had done himself. By sending his son to the forest to find firewood for cooking.

Previously, he often helped his mother by looking for firewood in the forest every day. Because it's not just him. But many children and fathers are also looking for him, so he still has many friends to look after him.

Today is his last day, I shouldn't have sent him to the forest. Even though I know for myself that lately there have been werewolf predators.

"Yes ma'am, a madam who is patient with all this. Don't let the other two madam's children go out first until the situation is right as before."

"We will help bury the pieces of this corpse, Mrs. Aletha. But isn't that the corpse of a child named Agatha!"

"Yes sir, I recognized him by his clothes."

"It's already stopped crying, forgive us for being late if we help him earlier. Maybe he will survive. This is all because of the imitation wolves that are troubling our residents!"

"Tomorrow night let's kill the wolf!" said the barefoot man lifting his torch.

That same night the residents held a funeral for Mrs. Aletha's child.Even with a loud cry that broke the family's mourning atmosphere. And the locals.