It was almost noon when they found the body in the woods. A local woman sprinted to the police station screaming after she came across the mauled corpse on her morning run.

"DEAD!" She screamed, as she grabbed the front of Nathan Wuornos' jacket and shook him vigorously.

"Okay sweetie, calm down and take a seat." He said, looking positively alarmed as she released him and collapsed into the nearest chair and breathing heavily. He looked around desperately for any help, and sighed with relief when he spotted Dwight Hendrickson entering the room, completely immersed in a recent report about the Beach Banshee.

"Dwight?" He asked.

Dwight looked up in surprise. He obviously didn't realise that there was anyone else in the room at that time.

"Oh, hey Nate," He replied, and set down the report on his desk. It was only when the woman burst into tears did he notice her.

"Katy?" He said, startled "What's wrong?"

The woman called Katy looked up, and there seemed to be something comforting about Dwight, as she stopped crying momentarily.

"I-I-I was just run-running into the woods, and I found a d-dead…" She stopped suddenly and broke into a fresh wave of tears.

He walked over to her and got down to his knees, so that he was level with her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, which caused her to look up again. Her eyes were sore and red.

"Where did you find this body?"

"I found him, on the e-east side of the woods, near the old elementary sch-school." She replied, wiping her eyes frantically.

Dwight nodded, and stood up swiftly. He turned to Nathan.

"Nate, I want you to get Duke, Audrey, Vince and Dave." He said promptly.

"Okay, were do you think Vince and Dave will be?" He asked.

"Knowing them, it would be the bar. They were always early starters with the beer. Just make sure that they aren't too drunk. We don't want a repeat of last time."

"What, you mean when we were pulling brambles off of Vince's-"

"Exactly," He interrupted, smirking slightly at the recalling of that incident. Poor Vince had set out at 4 in the evening considerably intoxicated, and for some ridiculous reason, tried to do a Swanton Bomb- a forward somersault where you do a swan dive then turn at the last minute so you land on your back on your opponent- from a tree to a bush, only to find out that it was full of brambles and stinging nettles.

"So, anyway," He said, shaking himself out of this daydream. "Find them, and meet me down near the school entrance. I don't want anyone going into those woods on their own, especially when we are dealing with a recent murder. That mad man could be anywhere."

"Okay, see you in a bit I guess," He said, and before leaving the office, he turned around and looked at Dwight.

"Do you want me to bring any weapons?"

Dwight looked at him for a moment and then nodded.

"No guns though. Last thing I want is to have to get a new shirt. All the rest of them still have blood stains…"