Chapter 3: The Chief

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"Chief, i think you should see the recent newspaper." As the sherrif slapped the recent newspaper on the chiefs desk.

"2 kids missing this week."
"F#ckin hell, again?!"
"I know, more and more people had been missing this year." The sherrif said.
"Every time we do a search and rescue mostly nobody appears, i want to shoot this kidnapper or something in the head!" The chief grumbled.
"Maybe its not a kidnapper, most of the kids that we had rescued had scratch marks and bruises, they also claim they saw a monster."

"Monster? Bullsh#t!" The chief chuckled.
"Maybe you should read the newspaper first." The sheriff said before he left the room.
The chief opened the newspaper and started reading it from beginning to end, most of it was mostly about the missing children and the chief started taking the case seriously.
An hour later another woman arrived.

"What." The chief said as he smoked a cigarette, the woman stared at the chief and it started to look awkward.

"My daughter had been missing for a week, she had not been coming back home!"

"I know what you're dealing with maam but we still have other cases to solve!"

"Come on please, my daughter is lost!"

"Look, for the last time i ca-"

"100 bucks, if you do a search and rescue."

"Oh, okay, fine, we'll do a search."

The chief took his flashlight as the woman left and invited 3 other sheriffs to go for a search and rescue mission. "So you do this mission just for the money, or to actually find the kid?" One sheriff asked,

"Both." The chief replied in an instant. The 3 sheriffs sat on the back seat of the police car and they drove off to the woods. As they arrived at the woods where the missing girl was last seen, the chief casually grabbed another cigarette. "You guys have a lighter?"

"No." A sheriff answered. "God dammit." The chief frowned as he put the cigarette back to his pocket.

Scrolling through the woods there were no signs off the missing girl and it had been about half an hour. The trees were tall, and as they got deeper into the woods the trees started to cover up the sunlight and it became darker and darker to the point where they had to use flashlights.

"I don't think we are right place." One sheriff said,

"Me neither." The chief answered.

"Wait, i found something!" the other sheriff called right before the chief and the other 2 went back to the police car. "What is it?" The chief asked.

"Foot prints..."

There were foot prints leading to somewhere, the chief squatted to take a closer look at a footprint. It didn't look like a foot print from a shoe, it looked more like an animals footprint.

"Come on lets go, it could just be a bear or something."

"Shut up, lets follow the footprints." The chief snapped

As they slowly followed the footprints they were also getting deeper into the woods at the same time. There was a point where there were no foot prints any more,

"There are no more foot prints."

"Wait." The chief replied as he shined his flashlight upwards, there, it was a young girl who was sobbing and shivering wildly. There were scratches all over her face and body which was nothing really serious, except her left arm, half of her arm was decapitated. The blood kept on flowing as it turned into a pool of blood...

"Holy sh#t."

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