Vengeance and Her Loyal Hound A Hounds Devotion Chinese Drama

It wasn’t going to stop. The constant pounding in his chest. The murky fog was getting heavier by the second and the frightful gusting was adding horridness to his already scared mind. Police officer Gregor couldn’t hear anything over the sound of his heartbeats. He could feel sweat streaming underneath his blue uniform. He reached for his radio with his gun rattling in one hand. “Dispatch, this is unit one requesting backup for unknown number of hostiles.” He could feel that he wasn’t alone but he couldn’t see anything, yet.

Giant trees and thick bushes continually gave him discomfort as he crept through the endless trail of the woods. He spoke through his radio again,

“Dispatch this is unit one, requesting backup.” He stopped. The deafening heartbeats were making things worse for him. The radio in his hand rustled sounds of bad signal. “This is officer

Jason Gregor. If anyone can hear me, I need backup.”

The uneasiness reached its peak. His uniform felt dumb with sweat adding to the bad quarter of the hour. The only thing worse than losing his way was the thought of getting attacked by a wild animal. Suddenly all his survival skills had faded like repressed memories at a time when he needed them the most. The fog would give the animals perfect cover. They were probably watching devilishly as he walked through the fog.

It began clearing like smoke settling on low altitude. Higher ground became clearer. He could see over his shoulders dark, unclear forms of that evening setting. Something caught his eyes. Holding on to a tree up ahead was a humanoid form. Its visage had a dark complexion and its eyes even more so. Marred grey hair hanged loosely from the side of its slender face. At the sight of him, it sunk below the fog and the next thing he heard were the footsteps of it stomping away.

This wasn’t one of those bad dreams he would wake up from. It was real. His feet grew numb instantly. The feeling of unimaginable terror snaking up and down his spine. Suddenly a glimpse of life in the form of a little girl in a white dress. At first it seemed like a blurry apparition inside the fog. She got closer and closer bringing into sight her dirt besmeared face and hair in terrible condition. Her bare legs seemed sore and bruised. She seemed not more than ten years old but disturbingly appearing calm and without pain. He saw her earlier that evening crossing the road. It was unsettling and spine chilling. He pulled over on the side of the road and got out of the car. By then she had disappeared into the woods. He was off duty and he could have just got in his car and drove away but he just had to play cop. Now he was in the middle of nowhere with the ghostly girl standing in front of him.

“hello there” his voice echoed. “what`s your name sweetheart?”

“My name is Anna” she spoke softly.