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Snow Devils Part 2

Hello Dear Readers,
So the snow has come and gone.  It was only three inches and most of it melted by Wednesday. After the snow had finished falling I made a thorough investigation of the area surrounding my apartment.  I found no signs of devils or any other types of beasties.
I did find an unsettling number of cat pawprints in the snow.  Circling around my building again and again.  Or perhaps they are from the 'not a real cat'.  Suspicious.
As I ventured further out from my building in search of snow devils.  What I found an increased occurrence of the “Shh” graffiti.  I wonder if there is a correlation between strange events and the graffiti.  I will have to keep a log tracking graffiti and strange events occur.  I wish I knew what the vandal's purpose was.  What does he want us to be quiet about?
I did see a lot of yellow snow writing of Jak-Jak’s name.  Interesting.
I called Robyn but she hasn’t seen or heard of anything either.  We were both disappointed.
But my disappointment was lifted when spoke to Gemma at the coffee shop.  Her mother’s cousin’s sister-in-law, Karen, saw something unusual while driving to work.  She works as an in-home nurse and had clients that required her care.  So she set out as soon after the snow stopped.  She was driving down a rural road to reach a client that lived outside of town.  It had not been plowed yet and Karen was driving slowly so she didn’t careen off into the trees.
Then she drove past the carcass of deer that had been lying by the side of the road for several days.  It had begun to bloat and swell.  She had seen it several times before and won’t even have noticed it if she hadn’t been going so slow.  She saw the deer’s body shudder and shake as she approached.  She spared a momentary glance over at it, expecting to see a coyote or maybe even a bear.  What looked up and met her gaze was anything but.
Over the bloated snow covered carcass, two red gleaming eyes set in a crested head looked right at her. Most disturbing of all, where it’s bottom jaw should have been there was a mass of tentacles grasping pieces of rotten meat!  The creature was pure white and blended in with the freshly fallen snow.  That was the only impression she got as her car coasted by.  Once she reached her destination several miles away she ran from her car to the house.  On the drive back both the monster and deer carcass were gone.
Now that’s an encounter!  The Snow Devils do not disappoint and continue their unbroken record of appearances.  I hope that global warming doesn’t prevent future appearances.  Over the past few days, I’ve acquired the location of the past sightings and mapped all of them.  They seem restricted to the northwest part of town, with a few outliers that may be false reports.  This is very interesting.  I wonder if the source of the Snow Devils is located in this area.  Things to keep in mind for the future.

I’ll keep you updated!
Postscript
Vic and Gemma were unable to go to the junkyard and look for the fortune in bottle caps due to the weather.


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