VANISHED. MH

001

[ACT 1 PART 1]

TO GET TO THE END, one had to start from the beginning. Every journey has a starting point, a trigger.

It's how a destination is reached, a goal, a milestone, an achievement, a conclusion. Every time an action is made it would lead to the end, in the middle is something where a consequence happens.

A decision, which led to the action, which led to the consequence, then the resolution — the end. A pretty easy concept to grasp from a young age, knowing the difference between right and wrong, good and bad, evil and innocent.

The town— Little Nightien, was what others used to call 'innocent', the friendly faces and never ending joy the community shared.

It was an hour away from the main city, a little getaway. The trees grew tall and the people were happy.

The town wasn't at all behind in times. It had a wide known college, one of the best around. Many diners and plenty of motels and inns. It was a good tourist attraction, especially in winter and summer because of the cherished landmark the locals thrived in. The Borley lake was what Little Nightien was proud and known for, the beautiful expanse of water welcoming and warm in the bright heat of summertime and freezing over in perfect precision in the chilling season of winter, brought many great faces to the town.

Little Nightien was home to strangers who became family. Strangers who became each other's best friends. Strangers who became one.

It's funny Mark thinks, how a perfect night, in a perfect town could have gone so imperfectly wrong.

I bet you're wondering what could have led the end to be the beginning? You're probably thinking, What terrible sin could possibly lead to the downfall of this innocent town. The answer to that lies with the beginning of a story, not the end. The beginning is where the answer lies, the end is where the consequences are faced.

Mark.

W@ke up Mark,

Ma*!#rk!

H£'$ %ti\l in d@n*+r.

"MARK! MARK, FOCUS SON." His vision focuses in, like he'd been underwater, unable to reach the surface. Hand almost breaking through the water but never quite making it. There's a sharp pain in his shoulders, he looks down and notices a pair of hands, the Chief let's go then.

"Are you ok Lee?" He asks, voice wavering on the borderline of suspicion and worry.

Mark simply nods, taking in the office. He can't remember when or how he got here. He tries to think back to last night but his head aches in pain. Making him wince and cradle the side of his face.