Who Did It?
It was a typical spring day in Storybrooke the birds were chirping away the sun was shining for a change what with Storybrooke being situated in the middle of nowhere Maine. Regina Mills was walking down Mifflin street towards her mayoral mansion as she got to her front door she saw something was not right, there were long deep drag marks in her lawn obvious signs of a struggle, as she followed the drag marks she had found some belongings she had found two brown leather boots, a scarf, car keys, a gun, a wallet. The further she went the more she found but could not find the person that the things belonged to. Just as Regina turned to go inside her home she heard a groan of pain coming from behind a long hedge near the side of the house when she investigated she saw a slim figure but could not see who it was, as their face was covered by their arm. Gently Regina moved the arm of the un-identified person and she was unable to stop the shocked gasp that escaped her lips when she saw who the person lying unconscious in her yard was.