My head is spinning and I don't know where I stand anymore.
Everything's sticky and it hurts everywhere.
I realize I'm in a deep hole and my cell phone is all stuck like mud... no, blood. Full of blood. My blood?
I see carcasses and indescribable organic shapes, like a pantry or a very dirty and disgusting den.
I pick up my stuff as best I can, it's shredded and panic is spreading to me. I have to get out of this hole and call for help. I have claws and my body has changed, I feel it, but first, get out of there.
I don't know if it's me but I feel like an obligation, a push, it must be my instinct to get out as soon as possible.
I am covered with crusts from huge and numerous wounds. They still sting me but I feel like I was lying there I don't know how long but my self, my new self was screaming at me to get out of here and it was dangerous.
So I saw the entrance to the cave again and it was raining and draining. The walls of the old farmhouse were still there, but in ruins. Would the storm have done that?
I was jerky, full of viscous fluid, like clotted blood, and the drache was doing me a lot of good. Between two flashes, I vaguely saw my shape and thought it was a nightmare.
I was on all fours and I didn't know how to move like that and I tried to get up but I was completely out of balance.
After a terrible effort, I managed to get up but a huge mass in my back was bothering me. A tail! I had a tail.
And then it was dark.! But I felt like I was seeing impossible details with so little light.
"MOTHER!" I wanted my mommy!!!
I shouted HELP! but only a dull growl came out of my mouth. I wanted to grab my mouth and my "hands" met sharp teeth. I even almost cut myself off. Everything was strange. I was lost! Something was wrong. Where's the road? The local? The lighting?
I was looking at my mobile phone, there were always two bars!
The bell went off and as best I could, I managed to pick up the phone without breaking the screen.
Mom: "Marcus? Marcus? We're looking all over for you. Eric, Eddy and Fred looked everywhere for you and we even went to the entrance of the cave next to the room? Where are you? Where are you? I came 50 km to find you. We've been looking for you for five hours."
I was trying to talk but it was a muffled growl that came out and then I cried: "IIII IIIIIIIIIII"
Mom: "Can't you answer? Wait, say IIII for yes and IIII IIII for no!"
Mom: "Are you all right?"
"IIII IIII IIII"
Are you hurt? Are you hurt?
"IIII"
"Oh my God, Marcus! Please don't tell me it's serious."
"IIII"
"Marcus, we're here! We'll come and get you! Did you fall into the cave?"
"IIII"
"Are you still in the cave?"
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"IIII IIII IIII"
"Your voice is frightening, are you in pain?"
"IIII IIII IIII"
"Did you come out of the cave?"
"IIII"
"But where are you? There's only one way out! We should see you! Look, the police are coming and they have tools to locate mobile phones. There they are! "
"Mrs. Corentin? We have a scanner to locate the mobile phones, we'll try it right away. Hello, Marcus? I'm from the police, hold on, kid, we'll get you out of here."
The officer took a kind of rake antenna and scanned the signal and turned in circles near the entrance to the cave, stopping near a very dark area.
HERE!" he said.
There was a hole with a rock face covered with earth.
"The signal is strongest here! It's incomprehensible! There should be something!"
"Marcus? Do you hear me?" said the technical policeman.
"IIII"
"Are you out there?"
"IIII"
"Is it raining?"
"IIII"
"There's a little hole near the entrance with a dark corner and a rock. See it?"
"IIII"
"Come to the rock!" Then the policeman pointed his flashlight at the shadow to see better and the signal dropped sharply, realizing that if the shadow was illuminated or not, the signal would change. Strange! Strange! Strange! He thought to himself!
The policeman turned to my mother who was starting to cry very loudly: "In my whole career, I've never seen anything like this! The light of a torch influences the mobile phone signal!"
Then Mom moved the lamp away: "Don't cut the signal! I have a bad feeling about this!"
I heard their conversation and began to cry more and more.
"O H ER OO HER UM M UM!" that was all that could come out of my mouth! [https://img.wattpad.com/62c480dd0a59565434812a8f53b9b518b4dbb8c8/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f312d6e347a4e5f31746c785f72673d3d2d3738393330303436392e313563386539613135663937653261663630323939313939353430362e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
"O H ER OO HER UM M UM!" that was all that could come out of my mouth!
Mom: "My darling, we are looking for you but know that Mommy loves you, Daddy loves you too. He's here next to me and he wants to talk to you.
"Marc? My kid! You're a man and you're brave. Hang on! We'll find you again. Your friends are here too and they're waiting for you.
You know what? I'll tell you what. Just like when we played in the woods. To avoid getting lost, we used to put arrows. You engrave on the wall of arrows and so you don't get lost! Do you understand? Your mom and I are dying for you and hang in there!"
I lost the signal but I started to engrave on the MARCUS rock.
The policeman fell to the ground and watched the rock being carved in front of him. MARCUS appeared then arrows carved in the stone. My disappearance was taking a different, more worrying turn. The police technician, who was also a scientist, turned to my father and took him aside:
"Mr. Corentin, you'll have to be strong, but if that's what I think, it's very likely there's nothing we can do for him. Your son is here! His mobile phone gives a signal to the stone and it has just been engraved. I'm afraid the question to ask is not WHERE is your son, but WHEN?
I will take samples from the rock and letters to do a carbon-14 dating, but what is happening is beyond us.
I was called back.
"A A" "A Y?"
"Yes, it's Daddy! Marcus, calm down, okay?
Do you see the road?"
"IIII IIII IIII"
A sigh followed by a sob could be heard on the phone: "Marc, can you see the houses?"
"IIII IIII IIII"
"Do you see the old farm?"
"IIII"
"Marc, know that we all love you! "
Then I heard my father collapse in tears at the end of the phone and Mom scream my name, the phone being certainly held by the policeman.
The policeman continued: "Listen, Marc, try to find the north with your G's compass, even if you don't receive a GPS signal, and as soon as the clouds are clear, take a picture of the stars in the sky and send it to us!"
I cut off the communication, to save the battery but also to blame it. By instinct, I escaped by taking a height above the hill and out of sight of possible passers-by, so I climbed up the hill and hid out of sight behind a wall of thorns and brambles.
Then it was the turn of the trees, each one as small as the next (yes, considering my size and I took shelter as best I could with the membrane of my wings/hands like a huge umbrella.)
Meanwhile the on-call lab technicians were searching, comparing the data and a long debate began and no one could agree.
"It's not organic matter and precise dating is impossible! the dating error is made over a century or two because they are rocks, not carbon!and the other colleague: You're not going to tell me that these marks are almost a thousand years old? 2-3 centuries apart?
So YES!"
replied the chemist..
Then, in the darkness of the night, a sound froze me: YES! Wolves! And there were several of them! [https://img.wattpad.com/d628c064ebefd01c177af0c6fc5d0d8086ab98e1/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6b6a5062694131535a67635230673d3d2d3738393330303436392e313563386539626534323539363361653339393334303536383337362e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Then, in the darkness of the night, a sound froze me: YES! Wolves! And there were several of them!