XVI – The Doctor

John couldn’t see the werewolves from the windows. He looked through all of them, finally pausing at the window over the sink in the kitchen. The doctor was able to catch up to him. John was staring out intently, expecting to see their red eyes. He was disquieted.

“This isn’t the first time they do this,” John was obviously angry. “Vanish like this… As I said before, they never repeat their routine. Every night is different. We never know what is going to happen. It upsets my sister greatly when they simply disappear.”

“But it angers you,” the doctor found John’s anger curious.

“This isn’t the first time,” he said.

“It’s happened before?”

“Eight summers ago,” John said. “It was the year our mother had passed away. It happened exactly like this. They attacked the house then stopped. Our father had looked out the window and he didn’t see them. He thought they were gone… He went outside to be certain. He told us to stay inside and that he would return… We heard his gun go off and then he began to yell… We never saw him again… I wanted to help him, but he made me promise to protect my sister and never go outside no matter what. I had to protect Sarah, she was frightened… The next morning a few neighbors were able to help me search for him, but we never found his body… They never leave. They stay close by while they keep the gambit going. No amount of gunpowder kills them, not even fire. Only the light keeps them at bay”

“How long has this been occurring?” the doctor felt the man’s pain.

“Since I can remember,” he said. “Our father said they just one day appeared. He was sitting on the porch with mother when he saw these red eyes approaching. It hasn’t stopped since then. I’ll understand if you change your mind. Most people would.”

“I’m not like most people,” the doctor said.

“Sarah, wondered if you were scared,” John said. “She was upset with me when I sent you to the barn. I had to know.”

“Know what?”

“If you were scared. That is why people leave. That is why other doctors refused to come here,” John turned to face the doctor.

“I have to admit I was,” the doctor replied. “Are you?”

“You get use to it,” John said. “I know Sarah tries to hide it the best she can. We all do.”

“Why did you want to know if I got scared?” the doctor said.

“There is something about you,” John said. “Something different. You didn’t question me when I mentioned Dacia. People here really need a doctor. Fear keeps people away.. I’m going to see how Sarah is doing. She might be worried.”

John walked away leaving the doctor by himself in the kitchen. The doctor could heard John’s footsteps go up the stairs onto the second landing, ending in his sisters room. The doctor was by himself, still staring out the window expecting to see the red eyes of the creatures that stalked them.