CH.2 ***fuel to the fire***
"Yup, I'm sure glad you folks came out, I've never seen nothing like this before, it's just the damnest thing." The Sheriff wore his badge proudly, a bronze star he obviously polished often; his chest was puffed out and his thick mustache that hung over his lip was damp from chewing on it.
"Sheriff, all the attacks happened in the same neighborhood?" Scully asked annoyed.
"Yup, all within a one mile radius. One of the boys, Tucker Williams, described them lil' culprits to our sketch artist. We got a composite of an elf lookin' thing." He moved his head from side to side as if it were the greatest tragedy to ever afflict his town.
"But there are no other witnesses?" Scully pushed on.
"Nope. Nobody else seen 'em."
Scully turned to Mulder dibelievingly. "So Sheriff, you are basing your investigation on the imagination of a little boy?"
"Haven't you done seen them photos? Something attacked them kids." He handed her a photo similar to the one Mulder had shown her earlier.
Scully examined the photo closely, half-listening as Mulder and the Sheriff conversed. She held up the photo in front of Mulder. "Do you see those red lines going up his arm? It looks like tetanus." Mulder took the picture from her hands. "Are you sure these aren't just cat attacks? That could explain the puncture, or 'stab' wounds." Scully voice rang with irritation as her eyes examined the Sheriff's face. "Haven't these kids been looked at?" She demanded.
"Course they have! That ain't tetanus, those are scratch marks." The Sheriff raised his voice defensively.
"I don't know about Garfield making the attacks Scully, look how tiny these wounds and bite marks are. It would have to be some sort of miniature mutated alien cat." Mulder remarked. It got him off to see Scully get so fired up.
"Oh, but David and his little gnome friends are more plausible." She sneered as she walked out of the police department. Mulder chuckled and the Sheriff stood there, his face stupid with confusion
"Yup, I'm sure glad you folks came out, I've never seen nothing like this before, it's just the damnest thing." The Sheriff wore his badge proudly, a bronze star he obviously polished often; his chest was puffed out and his thick mustache that hung over his lip was damp from chewing on it.
"Sheriff, all the attacks happened in the same neighborhood?" Scully asked annoyed.
"Yup, all within a one mile radius. One of the boys, Tucker Williams, described them lil' culprits to our sketch artist. We got a composite of an elf lookin' thing." He moved his head from side to side as if it were the greatest tragedy to ever afflict his town.
"But there are no other witnesses?" Scully pushed on.
"Nope. Nobody else seen 'em."
Scully turned to Mulder dibelievingly. "So Sheriff, you are basing your investigation on the imagination of a little boy?"
"Haven't you done seen them photos? Something attacked them kids." He handed her a photo similar to the one Mulder had shown her earlier.
Scully examined the photo closely, half-listening as Mulder and the Sheriff conversed. She held up the photo in front of Mulder. "Do you see those red lines going up his arm? It looks like tetanus." Mulder took the picture from her hands. "Are you sure these aren't just cat attacks? That could explain the puncture, or 'stab' wounds." Scully voice rang with irritation as her eyes examined the Sheriff's face. "Haven't these kids been looked at?" She demanded.
"Course they have! That ain't tetanus, those are scratch marks." The Sheriff raised his voice defensively.
"I don't know about Garfield making the attacks Scully, look how tiny these wounds and bite marks are. It would have to be some sort of miniature mutated alien cat." Mulder remarked. It got him off to see Scully get so fired up.
"Oh, but David and his little gnome friends are more plausible." She sneered as she walked out of the police department. Mulder chuckled and the Sheriff stood there, his face stupid with confusion