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Chapter 3: What Happened Here?

On arrival at the station, Mr. Johnson heard strange noises in the distance. He became extra cautious at once reaching for the firearm on his waist moving even slower towards the station. Upon reaching the door he noticed the place in disarray, blood on the walls and a strange message written on the floor next to a body.

"This is only the beginning" it read.

Mr. Johnson didn't know what to make of this.

''Poachers? a prank? did a bear pass through here?'' he thought.

But every question brought up more questions.

"Whose body is this?" he thought to himself,

he has never seen this person before. So Mr. Johnson took the ranger's jeep and headed into town to alert the sheriff but while leaving the station he noticed in the rear view something moving in the dark areas of the bushes. He wasn't going to investigate that phenomenon.

On the way to town Mr. Johnson tried the radio frequencies but to no avail. The town was a quiet and empty, no lights except the Station whose gates were chained shut. Mr. Johnson came out of the jeep and called for assistance but no one came. He went around the back to a red steel door most likely bulletproof. He knocked and called but no answer. Suddenly he felt a cold muzzle to the back of his neck followed by the demand to get on his knees with hands in the air.

The person still holding the gun to his head walked around to the front of Mr. Johnson.

"what are you doing here" the voice recited.

"don't you know it's dangerous out here at night," the voice continued.

Mr. Johnson explained that he was woken up by a phone call and when he responded what he found. At this point, the person eased away from Mr. Johnson and told him to go home because there is nothing he can do except save himself. Mr. Johnson ran to the jeep and headed home, occasionally looking in the rear view for any sign of abnormal activity.

Mr. Johnson had almost arrived home when suddenly a frantic but scared dear ran across the road. Mr. Johnson swerved hoping not to hit the poor frightened creature and instead hit something in the road that caused him to flip the jeep. A brief few minutes knocked unconscious Mr. Johnson still strung up in his seatbelt woke up and started to free himself from the wreckage. His head hurt, his knees also in pain. What had he hit that caused him to flip?. Mr. Johnson's mind was filled with strings of questions. The last thing he remembered was getting free from the wreckage and blacking out.