The thing at the window

I live in the North East of England, on a farm, miles from the nearest town/city. Usually, it is rather peaceful. The closest I had ever came to danger (before this event) was when a Fox started headbutting my front door. I wanted to let it in, but as soon as it saw me it bared it’s teeth. So I let it continue until it knocked itself out. Afterwards, I contained it and placed it away from my house, I didn’t want my Rottweiler (Remus) to suffer any damage, since he is really protective of me. That was my most dangerous/scariest encounter with an animal, until now…

Two weeks prior to this event, Remus’ behaviour started to become… strange. He usually lays atop of me when I’m in bed; however, he became restless. Every night, he began to patrol the house; never sleeping or stopping at his water bowl. I’d hear him growl every once in a while, but I just assumed it was either a Bird or Hedgehog that he would growling at. My house is quite large, with a lot of windows, except for my bedroom; I didn’t like the idea of someone potentially knowing when I was sleeping.

During the day, I began to notice that there were a lot less creatures about. The farm that I live on stops at the edge of a forest; so creatures like Deers and Badgers tend to come onto my land. I have no problems with this, since they don’t bother my Horses. About one week prior to this event, a Policeman came knocking at my door; a first time experience for me. He asked me if I had noticed anything abnormal, so I told him about the lack of animals; not thinking about Remus’ change in behaviour. After I told him this, he proceeded to tell me that the people who lived closest to me (about four miles away) had reported that all of their sheep had been slaughtered. After I heard this, I immediatey became concerned about my Horses. I thanked him for letting me know. Immediately, I moved the Horses’ stables closer to my house; if I saw anything, I could get out there. There was only one problem… you aren’t allowed guns in England! Meaning that if something were out there, I’d have to face it with either a small hatchet, or my fists. I prayed that I never recieved a visit from the thing that had killed all of those Sheep.

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