The city of rain.
It's exactly how it sounds, tall skyscrapers peaking high over dull ash coloured roads with gloomy storm clouds covering the sky like a blanket. The city rarely saw the sun, it was rarely able to feel it's warmth bathe across the grass or paint shadows on the sides of houses. But one thing the city knew well was rain. Tiny droplets of liquid that drizzled from the clouds, splashing against printed car windows and bouncing off the streets.
Everyone carried an umbrella with them in the city of rain. Everyone but you, who was rushing to work in the rainy weather of early morning. Tiny yelps of sorry's and excuse me's left your lips though you hardly meant them as you weaved through crowds of people to get to your destination. After entering the building you gave your head a shake feeling tiny specs of water fly from your hair.
"How many times do you need to get soaked before you bring an umbrella?" Your eyes skipped upwards to meet the friendly face in front of you. A young man with sparkly eyes and neatly combed hair. In his hand was a cup of tea which he handed to you with a smile. "I guess I'll never learn Joshua." Your job wasn't very exciting, at least in your opinion. Every time something major struck out in the city your boss sent you to the scene with a notepad and pen to collect information.
Then you came back and typed up a report for him to publish. That was it. That's all you did. The only things that ever happened in your rainy city were convenience store robberies and murders. Most of the time you could hardly get any information so you had to expand the truth a little in your reports. Taking a sip of the tea you enjoyed the warmth it installed in your cold body as you followed Joshua into the office of your boss.
"Welcome, welcome, my two greatest reporters on the team!" You quickly exchanged an uneasy glance with Joshua while your boss used his chubby fingers to grab another cigarette to light. "Sometimes I think you two are the only reliable people I have working for me so today I'm sending you off on something big. I want you to go down to Churchill Cemetery and check things out. A few bodies have turned up missing from their graves along with other strange occurrences."
Churchill Cemetery was usually a very quiet place, not many people ever visited the graves to even pay their respects. Right next to the cemetery's edge was a forest filled with nothing but tall prickly pine trees and twisting roots jutting out of the ground. You couldn't say you were shocked to hear that bodies had been disappearing though. "Okay, we'll check it out." Joshua turned to you with a nod as your boss puffed out a cloud of grey smoke. "Sounds good to me."
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At the cemetery gate you met with an old man named Albert. His pale wrinkled skin hardly seemed to cling to his face while his eyes were a dull greyish colour. His faded overalls were caked with mud as a shovel hung loosely in his grip. He looked after the Churchill Cemetery, cutting the grass and plucking the weeds that grew around the grave stones. "Is it okay if we examine a few things?" Joshua asked as he pulled out a notepad. Albert responded with a nod of his head.
"These are the graves that have been dug up." Albert beckoned to the two head stones beside each other, clumps of dirt now turned to muck tossed up and scattered all over the grass. "They belonged to two sisters who died in a car crash just over two weeks ago. Mary and Kate Stewart." Your pen scribbled across the expanse of the notepad along with Joshua as you drew a quick sketch of the scene.

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