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Author's Note: This is a drabble collection of Halloween inspired prompts from MelWolfgirl and MidnightStar.
The Long Hunt
Prompt: Spiderweb
Prompter: MelWolfgirl
The spiderwebs were thick in the old farmhouse. No one had lived here for almost seventy years and it showed. The wood was swollen with wet rot, the air stank of mildew, everything was moist and dripping. Everything but the fireplace. He didn't want to look in there but he knew that he had to. He didn't want to be who he was, for the first time he didn't want to be a representative of law, order and authority. However he was and he had no choice and he stepped forward and he looked.
She was the second victim, the second young woman killed in this fashion. Brutal death with a sadism chaser. She was on her stomach, her hands tied behind her back with the white rope and the single white feather. Her legs and pelvis were broken, rendering her immobile. She was naked and it was obvious to anyone who looked that her killer had tortured her, tortured her to the brink of death. He would not ask the family to identify the body, dental records would do well enough. No one should have to see a loved one like this. No mother should have to see her baby reduced to this.
It was the death itself that was the worst. The killer had lit a fire in the hearth, let it burn out and then dragged the woman over to it and placed her face first in the embers. He knew what the medical examiner would say. Death by asphyxiation and burning. He knew that they would be told that she was alive when placed in the hearth and conscious. She was the second one that they had found and there would be more, he was sure of it.
Charlie Swan walked out the door and looked at his deputy. "It's a serial. Call everyone in, all leave canceled, everyone works every day till we find him. Have Chang call the FBI... this is going to a long and hard one."
He looked back at the decrepit old farmhouse. Sue, Jake and the rest of the council and pack always thought about supernatural horrors and terrors. Not so much for Charlie. Life had taught him that humanity had created every evil urge first, the others had just refined them.
