Chapter 2 Open the Grave
The wind blew head on Lucian face as he walked down the sidewalk near the pizza parlor. 6 Weeks ago Wolf Night was found here. His mind had been able to think of nothing else except who did it. Nothing was ever found on the killer. The only evidence found at the seen was a red feather and the testimonies of a few stand Byers. Each one of them said that they saw a black limo drive up with no tag. It opened its doors and threw her out. The bag with her extremities was thrown after her.
Day after day he pondered those things. Who could it be? The odd thing about it was that no matter how heard he tried nobody seemed to think that this really needed looking into. The caption was always telling him to let it be and keep his mouth shut. However he could not let it go, he could not let her go. After 66 hours of pain with no clue that he was there to help. Knowing that as he watched her, she died with nobody there to care, nobody to hold a hand and cry. No, that's not right, he cared. She would never know that though.
He walked on and found himself at the cemetery that she was in. He had nowhere else to go so he though that he would give her a visit. The sun was setting quickly behind him and it was starting to get cold. He found her grave all too quickly and sat down with his back to the stone while he talked.
"I wish that I had good news, but I have none. I can't find anything that can help me get these people." He sighed and was quiet for a moment.
A crow flew up to a tree above him and cawed at him. Then it flew lower and landed on the stone above his head. Lucian was started and jumped up. The crow cawed again. All at once the ground started to move. The grave was opening. Lucian could only watch as the dirt was thrown back and the casket opened. Something fell out and started screaming as though it was dieing. Though his better judgment told him to run like hell he found himself drawn to help. He walked around and found the woman, Wolf night lying on the ground have convulsions.
The wind blew head on Lucian face as he walked down the sidewalk near the pizza parlor. 6 Weeks ago Wolf Night was found here. His mind had been able to think of nothing else except who did it. Nothing was ever found on the killer. The only evidence found at the seen was a red feather and the testimonies of a few stand Byers. Each one of them said that they saw a black limo drive up with no tag. It opened its doors and threw her out. The bag with her extremities was thrown after her.
Day after day he pondered those things. Who could it be? The odd thing about it was that no matter how heard he tried nobody seemed to think that this really needed looking into. The caption was always telling him to let it be and keep his mouth shut. However he could not let it go, he could not let her go. After 66 hours of pain with no clue that he was there to help. Knowing that as he watched her, she died with nobody there to care, nobody to hold a hand and cry. No, that's not right, he cared. She would never know that though.
He walked on and found himself at the cemetery that she was in. He had nowhere else to go so he though that he would give her a visit. The sun was setting quickly behind him and it was starting to get cold. He found her grave all too quickly and sat down with his back to the stone while he talked.
"I wish that I had good news, but I have none. I can't find anything that can help me get these people." He sighed and was quiet for a moment.
A crow flew up to a tree above him and cawed at him. Then it flew lower and landed on the stone above his head. Lucian was started and jumped up. The crow cawed again. All at once the ground started to move. The grave was opening. Lucian could only watch as the dirt was thrown back and the casket opened. Something fell out and started screaming as though it was dieing. Though his better judgment told him to run like hell he found himself drawn to help. He walked around and found the woman, Wolf night lying on the ground have convulsions.