The Cabin In The Woods

The Beginning

     The sun rays warmed their sun kissed faces. Flowers of different sizes, shapes, and kinds grew around them, giving beauty to what would turn out to be a dreadful day. Many people were at the park that day. Fathers and mothers watched as their children played on the swings, friends played hide and seek, and the sisters, Sam and Allison, were taking a stroll.
    "Tag, you're it!" Says Allison as she takes off down the pavement path.
    "Hey get back here!" Sam chases after her, laughing joyfully, but the joy didn't last long.
    Bang! Bang! Bang!
    Three shots echoed through the park. Screams come from everywhere with no certain destination. Sam stops abruptly in her tracks, looking for where the shots came from. The sound of an ambulance siren, grows louder as it come closer to the park. Sam looks around for her sister, but she's nowhere to be found.
    "Allison!" Sam screams out her name, but receives no reply.
    "Allison!" Sam runs down the path, looking for Allison. She stops in front of a trail of blood. She follows the trail, each step praying what she thinks is wrong, but she's right. Sam falls to her knees in front of a lifeless Allison. Blood seeping out from the single bullet hole in her chest.
    Sam's world comes to a halt. She looks down at Allison, tears falling down her face, clouding her vision.
    "Allison." She whispers, "Allison please wake up. You're not dead. We have to go home. Quit playing around now, it's time to go home." Sam gently shakes Allison.
    "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up! Allison wake up!" Sam yells into Allison's ears.
    Policemen search the grounds for any witnesses. One man comes by Sam, still crying into Allison's bloodstained shirt.
    "Hey, where are your parents?" The policeman quietly asks Sam, but she doesn't hear him.
    Gently, the policeman detaches Sam from Allison, lifts her onto her feet, and leads her to the police car.
    "You forgot my sister. We have to get my sister, she's still in the park." A different policeman comes to Sam, this time, a woman.
    "Honey, where are your parents?" She asks calmly.
    "My sister, you forgot my sister. We have to get my sister."
    "Where do you live?" Sam doesn't answer, her mind not comprehending what has happened.
    The woman, giving up, closes the car door and gets into the drivers side. She buckles her seatbelt and drives off to the police station.

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    "Where's my daughter? Where is she?" The demands of a desperate mother echo through the police station.
    "Are you Sam Hegerfield's mother?" Asks the man at the front desk.
    "Yes I am so where is she?"
    "She's in that room ma'am."
    Mrs.Hegerfield storms through the door and into the room where her daughter sits waiting.
    "Sam, I'm here." Ms.Hegerfield drops to her knees in front of her daughter and hugs her daughter tightly. Sam doesn't hug her mother back.
    "Sam?" She releases her hold on her daughter and holds looks into her blank eyes.
    Mrs.Hegerfield gets up from the floor as a detective walks into the room. The man wore a light blue button top with a dark blues tie. The sleeves are rolled up and his short brown hair disheveled. Brown stubble grows on olive face and his brown eyes are rimmed with red. He walks towards Mrs.Hegerfield and raises his hand towards her.

    "Good evening, Mrs.Hegerfield. My name is detective Gibbs, I'll be taking your case for today. May I be the first to say that I'm sorry for the loss of your daughter."
    "Thank you." She says as she shakes Gibbs hand.
    "This isn't the first time that a child has been killed in that specific park, but we don't think this is the same killer as the other times. So I must ask, do you have any enemies or know of any people that would try to harm you through your daughters?"
    "No sir, I don't."
    "Did your daughters have any enemies? Was, or is she still being bullied?"
    "No."
    "Do you have any idea why someone would want to kill your daughters?"
    "No." At that point, tears began to fall down Ms.Hegerfield's eyes. "I'm sorry, I need a minute." She then got up and left the room.
    "Hey kiddo. How are you feeling?" Sam didn't reply.
    "Allison, she was your sister, correct?" Sam slowly nods her head.
    "Can you tell me exactly what happened before she was killed?" He asked warmly.
    "We we're walking in the park," she begins, not looking at him, but through him, "we started to play tag. She ran far ahead of me, I'm kinda slow. Then the sound of a gun shot came from nowhere." Tears began to form in her eyes as she recalled the tale of her sister's death. "I stopped basically in a state of shock. Once I got out of it, I began to look for my sister. I tried calling out her name, but she wouldn't answer. I ran around all of the place looking for her, that's when I saw the blood. I followed the blood trail and it was hers." Tears raced down her eyes with full force, she began to sob endlessly.
    The detective walks around his desk and puts his arm around her, she began to cry into his chest.
    "Please, please find my sister's killer. I beg you." She pleaded through his shirt.
    "We will find him, I promise."