Chapter 35

  Becky and I arrived at the same time as Micah did. She was getting out of her uncle's truck and walking over to the back hatch to unload the equipment and baked goods.

  "I can help you out. What do you need me to grab?"

  "Oh, Kaysi, do you think you feel up to the task? I don't want you to take things too far?"

  "It's my memory that's not quite right, not my muscles." I ughed at her.

  "You're right, go ahead and grab these couple of stacks of cupcakes. You can start by taking them over to the table that Becky is setting up."

  "Aya aye, captain."

  "I'm gd to see that she's in good spirits. I hate that the accident caused her to lose her memory, but I am quite hopeful that it will return soon." I overheard Micah's uncle talking

  "Thank you, Uncle. I certainly appreciate your kindness. I have high hopes for her, too. And at least she kept her personality, Micah joked."

  "Becky, where would you like me to pce these items? I can see that you haven't set up the table yet. I can help you with that?" I offered her.

  "Yeah, that is fine. Put them with the boxes over there in the corner with the other boxes. It's just this one leg; it won't lock. I hate these folding tables."

  "What? It says here that all you have to do is just push and pull. (-Click-) And there you go!"

  "I swear I was doing that for the st 5 minutes, I probably loosened it for you," Becky said, ughing and looking at the table, still questioning what she did wrong.

  "Everybody is dressed up and in cute costumes. I feel a little bit underdressed."

  "That's just because we're working right now. But you're more than welcome to take a walk around and check some things out."

  "Hey, guys, how have you been a woman said as she walked up to the vendor table.

  There was a woman who looked familiar dressed as a fluffy dog character. " Who are you I asked.

  "Why, Kaysi, this is one of our teachers from school, Baby."

  "Oh, I thought you kind of looked familiar. I love your costume."

  "Oh, it's good to see that a part of your mind still remembers me. " I was just fixing to head over towards the South wing to check some of the other vendors out. I overheard that you were going to walk around a little bit. I could come with you and be your chaperone, seeing as I am your teacher."

  "Yes, actually, I would rather quite enjoy that. Since I'm not quite familiar with my surroundings."

  "This is my uncle's first year of doing the carnival with the three of us. So this is actually a completely new experience for all of us, officially, Micah chimed in."

  "I have to disagree Uncle interrupted! One time when you were about 5 years old, I specifically remember you eating probably half a dozen cupcakes by yourself."

  "Oh, uncle, that doesn't count. I was just a kid and don't remember any of that." Micah ughed with her uncle.

  Walking around with Baby, I could see that they were starting to set up reasonably quickly. It was early enough in the morning that the lights were barely beginning to shine through the windows as the sun rose.

  "Maybe we should start heading back and wait for them to set up more officially. Baby said as she gently pushed my shoulders, guiding me in the other direction. We started to move retively fast, but I couldn't understand why. "We can still check out what all they have to offer so far."

  "No, I think we should head back. They will need our help. She said as she pushed me again in the other direction."

  "I understand you're my chaperone and all, but you're acting as though we're trying to protect me from something. Why are you in such a hurry to leave here?" I questioned her.

  "Let's just say this is a scary part of the Carnival, and I don't want you to get scared, as your memories are still fragile."

  I feel as though she was lying, trying to conceal something. As we were walking, she was texting something retively fast to another person. I started to tell that her demeanor was changing. Something was bothering her, something was off, but she must have sensed or seen.

  "Baby, if there's anything you would like to tell me, you can. Is there something that you're scared of?"

  "Yeah, actually, I don't like dogs; they scare me really bad. Besides, we made it to the end of the hall anyway, and I didn't want to go any further towards them. So there's nothing left to see, let's head back."

  The person at the end of the hall had a rge white Great Pyrenees and a bck Belgian shepherd.

  I hardly doubt her expnation, especially seeing as she's already dressed like a dog. "I have to ask you a question, I said with hesitation, not wanting to upset her."

  "Sure, but can't we wait until we get back to the other group? We did kind of leave them right as they were beginning to set up. There's still a lot to do, and we're running out of time." Baby, she grabbed my hand and started to run.

  "Okay, this is getting ridiculous," I said after running a few feet. I pulled my hand away from Baby.

  "I don't know what you're not trying to tell me," but I don't think it's a great idea that I go running god knows where with you." " I may have memory issues, but this is certainly not the path that we took to get here." Our friends are in the other direction, towards the north wing."

  "Look at those things," Baby nodded towards the approaching dogs. You are still too fragile to endure this potentially hazardous situation. That I am trying to get you out of there, you're just going to have to trust me," She said as she pulled me harder down the hall.

  I then noticed the dogs approaching us. The white Great Pyrenees had gotten off-leash and was running in our direction. He didn't seem hostile at all; he was just an average dog.

  "Oh, that's what you're scared of, the dog. Because it's a big, rge fluff ball that doesn't mean anything, those types of dogs are usually gentle giants."

  As it got closer, I kneeled to try to grab its colr. I'm sure the owner was not far behind, trying to retrieve his dog.

  "I don't think that's a great idea baby said."

  "You are dressed up as a dog, but you're definitely afraid of them; you're just crazy."

  "Let's just say I have a sixth sense about these things. If I don't trust it, neither should you."

  "I'm actually pretty good with animals, that's one of those things I can remember," I said as I leaned over, grabbing the leash of the white Great Pyrenees that was wagging its tail.

  "See no harm done. Now we just have to wait for the owner to come back and collect his dog. Look at this big, fluffy baby, he probably just wanted to come over and say hello."

  All of a sudden, the baby grabbed hold of me and yanked me with unnatural strength away from the dog.

  "Okay, I guess I have no choice, we're going to do this here now, then. I just hope the girls catch up quickly. Baby shouted"

  Baby bent down on all 4's to the ground into an attack mode position, almost like a dog. Her ears seemed to come to life. I was shocked to see that they were not costumes. And she growled at the white Great Pyrenees that stood before us.

  My attention was drawn to her at that moment. But when I looked up at the Great Pyrenees, his once-pale blue eyes turned to Eerie, golden yellow. He licked the side of his cheek as though he was preparing for a snack. He bared three tongues and extra fangs. Unlike any dog I've ever seen. A new Great Pyrenees puppy is known to have some genetic defects, such as extra toes. But there was something different and unnatural about this thing.

  "Baby?" I said with shaking and hesitation in my voice.