Nearing Subzero
A short story

“If these dogs ever stop barking at the trees, we might be able to get back in town before dark…” The man shivered in his red jacket and sighed loudly, “I thought you said they were trained hikers?”
Julian let out a scoff in response, “Yeah man, I bought them two days ago. The guy I bought them from said they are sled dogs but they need to get used to having new owners and these trails.” He proceeded to pull his scarf over his face as if that was supposed to stop the conversation from continuing.
This was Julian’s first time on the trail with the dogs as well. He thought the idea of sled dogs meant he could get them used to one trail, decorate it with holiday decorations and then sell pictures of the dogs pulling a tiny sled on the trail. In his mind, this was a brilliant idea for the upcoming holiday season. He even thought to buy a little Santa Claus with a sack of toys to put in the sled, just for the photos.
They were on the trail for barely two hours and everyone was already overwhelmed. Duncan and the dogs barked incessantly. Julian void of logical thought. The temperature outside continued to drop every hour.
“Look at ’em — barking at the leaves! For crying out loud, they’re acting like wild animals!” Duncan twiddled his thumbs, “Wait, Julian, there’s something big coming out of the woods up there — look!”
Julian looked up and froze.
To be continued…
Thank you for reading! ❤
© Alexandra Forsyth 2020






