Hunter’s eyes narrowed and his head whipped around when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. A large black crow cawed loudly at them, ruffling its feathers in agitation. Hunter exhaled loudly through his nose and he held out his arm when Jason stepped forward to get a closer look.
“Go no further.” Hunter warned. “We have stepped into an unholy place.”
“Unholy?” Jason asked and laughed nervously. “I think your Apache legends are starting to get to you.”
“This isn’t a joke!” Hunter exclaimed loudly refusing to take his eyes off the crow. “Do not enter this place.”
“What should we do?” Tabatha asked somehow knowing the bird was a danger to them all. Its head kept moving at different angles as it looked at each one of them in turn and it was creeping her out.
“We leave,” Hunter
