THIRTY
REQUIEM
Stunned by having witnessed the terrible and agonising death of William Forbes, though no longer surprised by what had taken place, I checked the boat was secure and then made my way back up to the path towards the croft. My jaw had set with a grim resolution to end the terror that had visited itself upon my home once and for all. In addition I knew that it would be my task, and that of the ‘being’ that had become my inner self, to rid the world of a creature that had terrorised generations.
The sky shone a clear light blue, in contrast to the deep blue-green of the ocean that met with it on the distant horizon. The day felt warmer than many in quite some time and the sunshine gave a false air of good cheer and bonhomie to the overall vista of Skerries Rock. There’d been
