darkness has crept over the ranch, and the beautiful, pastoral scene has become distinctly more sinister.
jack smokes a cigarette as he keeps an eye out for the cow killer. the burning ember of the cigarette is blown off by the wind. jack searches for it in the dry grass, trying to catch it before it starts a fire. he crawls forward, slapping the ground, when he glances up and sees.
jack and trevor watch in amazement as grant slithers across the field, his large, dark, watery eyes searching out prey. jack turns to trevor, pissed, and whispers:
grant wraps a feeler around the cow's horns, and starts dragging it back in the direction of the forest.
margaret motions to trevor.