"Jerry Davis - Down In The Canyon (2)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

After it had passed, Jason cautiously made his way back out
to the path and followed along behind it, ready to turn and run if
the beast stopped. His fear had diminished considerably, as he
thought of the creature as stupid and probably blind. It was big,
though, and that made him feel comfortable. He couldn't imagine
anything attacking it. Walking behind the big dumb creature was
probably the safest place he could be.
As Jason neared the river he passed below the mist line, and
for the first time he saw the whole creature at once. The sight
chilled him. It was twice as big as his house.
The monster walked in its serpentine way down to shore and
plunged into the water, disappearing under the surface. Jason
stood as close as he dared to the spot it had gone in, then
realized he was out in the open, and turned to walk back toward
the foliage. His foot caught on something and he tripped, and as
he stood back up he looked to see what had tripped him. It was a
metal cable, half-buried in the mud.
He stared at it, concentrating. It was part of the fence. It
looked like one of the creatures had gotten tangled in it and
pulled it down into the canyon. Jason followed it with his eyes
down to the water, saw it had been haphazardly strewn about here
and there, then saw something that made him shout. Stephanie was
out in the river, clinging to the fence.
Jumping into the warm, dark water, he pulled himself along
the fence out to where she was. The nearer he got to her, however,
the less he liked what he saw. Only an arm and a leg were out of



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the water, and as he reached her he realized she wasn't clinging
to the fence at all. The current was holding her pressed up
against it. Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her head out of the
water, grimacing as it lolled about, liquid dripping out of her
open mouth and nose. "Stephanie?" he said.
Her skin was still warm from the water, but the color was too
pale. She wasn't breathing.
"I'll get you back up, Stephanie," Jason whispered. "They'll
fix you." Still holding her arm, he pulled her toward shore using
the mangled fence as a lifeline. As he did he realized that the
fence not only led to shore, but up the side of the canyon itself.
He could see it, a trail of smashed plants along the shore and a
line tracing up the canyon wall and into the mists above. Jason
hadn't even dared to hope of finding a way up, but there it was.
He managed to pull Stephanie up onto the shore, and lay her
on her back. Her eyes were half open, and it seemed like she was
looking at him, but she wouldn't move. "You're just scared," he
whispered. "You saw the monsters, and . . ." He didn't finish.