Prolouge
The police chief patted his pack of cigarettes into his opposite palm as a detective walked in. The chief frowned slightly, knowing that he wouldn't be able to leave for a smoking break.
"What do you want?" The chief growled slightly.
"Forensics found a video tape in the crime scene. Maybe we might have a break in this case."
"Fine. Put it in the VCR."
The TV fizzed with some snow on the screen, and finally played. The picture was nothing but a pine forest, covered in snow. The camera spun to a small-framed young woman with red hair, sitting by a smoldering camp fire. She smiled bashfully as she tried to feed the dying fire. A masculine voice started to speak to her as the camera lowered to her eye level. Suddenly, a hand stuck out in front of the camera view, holding a small box. The girl squealed as she reached for it. As the police chief watched, he noticed something in the background. A white blur moved behind the trees, quickly getting closer and closer. As the girl opened the box, something pulled her backwards, dragging her behind the tent. The camera picture fell to the ground, recording feet running away towards the tent. Ten minutes pass, and neither the man or the woman emerge. During this time, it has begun to snow.
The police chief dropped his pack onto his desk.
"So that's how it happened." he smirked, trying to hide his true feelings.
"Should I get someone to analyze the tape?" the detective said as he ejected the tape.
"Sure, sure. Go do that."
As the detective left, the police chief turned a picture frame towards him. In it, a picture of a small-framed woman with red hair smiled back at him.
"Daddy is going to find out who did this to you." he whimpered quietly to it.