Chasing the deer through the twisted underbrush, David was hunting to feed his pregnant wife. He had been hunting all day and his muscles were throbbing in refusal but he had no food to bring home and another day and Jenny his wife would possibly have a miscarriage or die from starvation. The winter had been long and the forest was oddly quiet but David continued to chase after the deer. Into the clearing it dashed with David right on it’s tail, he was going to get this deer no matter what it took. Out of breathe from all the running David stopped and pulled out an arrow and shot the deer straight in the eye, if only he’d thought of this sooner.
Deer dragging behind David headed back for town hoping that his brother would do him a favour and butcher the deer for him. But as he came to the village his thoughts became panicked because for some reason no one was outside even though usually all the children would be out playing at this time of the day. Trying to think of reasons David thought maybe there was a town meeting or maybe old Franny’s hips were hurting so every one was holing up for a storm. No matter David continued to trudge through the slush to his cabin on the far side of the village. As he walked he got more and more weary because the houses looked empty and if someone even dropped a pin you would be able to hear it, something was definitely going on.
Approaching the Cabin it was just as quiet as in the village center but this wasn’t strange, Jenny was never one to be a loud talker or make a lot of ruckus. Through the window David could see that Jenny had left a candle burning as she did every afternoon waiting David’s return. Walking up the stairs they creaked with aggravations, as David pulled the deer up onto the porch he stopped for a moment, something was wrong but he couldn’t place it.
Maybe it was the faint sent of baked bread missing from the air or maybe it was the fact that Jenny had not come to greet him, whatever the reason something was very wrong. Slowly approaching the door David’s heart felt like a hammer in his chest. Cautiously David turned the knob on the door and pulled it back, but what he saw made him shut it faster than his brain could process. What David had seen was utterly terrible Jenny had been slaughtered and her body was now mangled sitting in the chesterfield as she always did waiting for David to return.