Time: 4:32 AM
Location: New Harmony
Delilah: "Okay, good to see you again Jenny. Now that we are together again, what should we do next?" She looked at the older women, hoping she had an idea.
Jenny: "We could buy a room, use it to stay a few days, head to a bar and get some drinks- how should I know? We are being hunted so we should keep moving!"
Delilah was taken aback.
Delilah: "But where do we go now?"
Jenny put a hand on her head, thinking as hard as she could.
Jenny: "We need to get the police"
Delilah: "...the police? What good have they done for us? Your son is missing and they never did anything to help!"
Jenny: "My son...how do you know about that?"
Delilah: "It was in the papers."
Jenny: "Well.....I am sure we will find him."
Delilah: "What was his name?"
Jenny: "...Sammy."
Delilah: "Okay, that's good. We have a name. When did he go missing?"
Jenny: "He went missing on Halloween...we were walking down the street, next thing I know, he is missing..."
Delilah: "Sorry to hear that.."
Jenny: "I know.."
The two continued talking about their next move as they went around the town. Hoping to find a way of safety.
Meanwhile
Time: 8:45 AM
Location: New Harmony
The detective looked at the reporter, wondering if the person's name meant anything.
Detective: "Anything about them?"
Peter: "Well not much is know about them, no history or anything."
Detective: "Not even a description?"
Peter: "No."
The detective got his mug of water, drinking it.
Detective: "She might be the one."
Peter: "The one?" He looked at the man at the table.
Detective: "Yes, so many people have gone missing because of some thing that follows them, every Halloween it takes them."
Peter: "Hate to be one of them..."
Detective: "Mhm..question is, what is taking them?"
Peter: "A monster of some kind..?"
Detective: "Monsters don't exist, at least not in a way you think they would. This Delilah Evergreen might be the key to the missing people."
Peter: "What if they aren't.."
Detective: "Then we will keep looking" he said as he got a cigar out and started lighting it.
Outside the building, the sound of footsteps could be heard.
To be continued.
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Just another case
FanficClay Burke had it lucky, criminals coming in left and right to where they should be, jail. As chief of police in Hurricane Utah, he could tell police officers what to do, how to handle situations, etc. But during Halloween in the year 1985, a seriel...
