Amongst all the noise and lights at the Bowles farm certain things were missed which would delay the investigation like the cell phone picked up by a concerned citizen at the scene he thought it would make him a few bucks but didn't realise how important it was, or the murdered farm hand who's body lay a few away from the barn covered up a blue tarp that would wether the impending snow storms the news forecaster was predicting. In the shadows of the trees out by the old tool shed a figure lurked, he was hulking but seemed wounded, a dirty stained mattress lay on the floor, several half eaten remains of small animals lay on the old termite infested table. The figure from behind was crouching looking at something a newspaper clipping all we can see from the title is Smith's Grove re-opens founding member's…and that's all we can see. He appears dirty and battered his clothes resemble a tramp's all ripped and stained he is wearing boots that have aged well and have walked many miles, beside the mattress are a couple of rusty kitchen knives but look like they have a few turkey carvings left in them yet, they are obviously stained with blood and are larger than normal. The figure sees a light hit the shed window he is startled and peeks his head up we can see from his view it's a female holding a microphone and a sheriff's deputy heading his way. He picks up a knife it feels like home to him, it slides in his hand and he grips firmly, he takes a step back and slowly creeps out of the back door closing it quietly. We hear laughter as he walks round the shed and stands between the side and an apple tree they cant see him but their minds clearly are on other things. The reporter is Nicola Green (38) from Haddonfield Today and the deputy is James Tyler (22) "So is this were you take all the girls" Nicola chuckles, she is in good shape for her age, divorced with no kids she met and married a local oil magnate they were divorced after a year he left her for his tennis instructor but with a nice house and enough money so that she would live a comfortable life, she is tall shoulder length hair bobbed and a full figure with breasts bursting out of a far too small shirt, James a fresh out of college blue collar deputy is athletic and he knows why he has brought her out here. " Used to come out here a lot when we were kids, still a scary place" " Oh well I am sure I can ease you fears as she removes her jacket and shoes opens the door and motions for him to follow. His eyes are wide with anticipation as the move inside, the figure creeps round the back to a small port window and stares, he can hear muffled voices as his breathing gets heavy. "Whoa, it stinks in here" James says with repulsion, "and check out those dead birds" "Oh stop being a baby, now come over here and Fuck me" Nicola says , he doesn't need a second invitation and lurches forward pulling at her blouse and ripping her shirt open, buttons fly as they embrace, "Mmmmmm I want you now, as she unzips his pants and slides her hand in, he tugs at her skirt lifting it up pulling his pants down at the same time, "Oh yea baby that's it, deeper come on, harder, Fuck me nowwwwww!" Nicola screams, the figure moves to the door and quietly opens it they don't see him…. "oh my god I'm coming, I'm coming Nicola yells sure somebody will hear her, James kisses her and thrusts hard coming inside her. Before he has chance to pull out, a knife blade thrusts forward and pushes him onto Nicola again, this time it isn't for pleasure as the blade pierces Nicola's throat keeping her scream quiet before she had a chance to blink, blood runs down the two of them the figure stands there watching as it mixes with semen on Nicola's thigh's it pools by their feet, he retracts the knife and they thump to the floor, without thinking he opens a hatch that leads down to a dark hole where various bits of farm equipment can be seen, he drags the bodies and throws them in, Nicola's head makes a dull thud on the edge of a stack of bricks, she isn't going to feel it, he closes the hatch and stands up almost proud of his work then the figure walks to the door opens it and limps his way into the trees, he is off searching for something, he knows what it is and will stop at nothing to find it.