ONCE UPON A CRIME

1

It was a dark night, and she was running away from it. She couldn't see anything on the forest, so she was constantly falling to the ground. However, it didn't catch her yet. She followed running and went out of the forest...but she fell down again.

-Oh God! No! Stop please! Don't kill me, please, don't do it. -she said crying.

Then she felt a deep pain on her face and her chest, and everything turned into black.

***

The policeman Morris and his mate Mrs. Jensen were walking towards the forest, where the murder had happened the night before. The forensic Hannah Edwards was taking a look at the body.

-It's horrible -commented Jensen.

-Yes it is. And too bloody. -answered Edwards.

The corpse was from a young, blonde woman. She had 3 massive scratches on the left side of her face an her chest was covered of dry blood. And the weirdest fact: she was dressed like Red Riding Hood.

- Do you know what weapon did kill her? -asked Morris on his knees.

-I don't know it yet, but I will when I take her to the laboratory -said Hannah, taking the corpse. -You're right, Jensen. It looks really horrible.

-I think a wolf killed her. Look at those scratches. Only a wolf could have done something like this -said Morris, pointing to the body.

-C'mon Morris. There aren't any wolves in this forest. Don't be silly.

***

-So, apparently, a knife killed her.

Hannah and Morris  had just arrived at the laboratory, and after a few analysis, she could finally know what the killer weapon was. Meanwhile, Jensen was trying to find out the victim's identity.

-That doesn't even make sense -said Morris, frustrated. -I mean. Wolves don't use knifes. They can't.

-I told you. There aren't wolves in New York, and there aren't in that forest either.

She was about to follow discussing when she suddenly found something on the victim's chest. It looked like an animal hair. Hannah put on her gloves and took the hair. Then, she left it in a little bag.

- I told you, Hannah. It's been a wolf. And that is its her. Let's be realist.

They would have followed argueing if Jensen hadn't come in the lab.

-I've got the name of the victim! -she shouted -Amanda Bine. She was studying at the university to become a teacher. And I've found her family too. Her sister Lexie Bine is on her way. We'll talk to her when she comes.