Disclaimer: Once again, anything familiar is not mine, anything unfamiliar, is mine.

Chapter 1: Murder

Elizabeth walked up the steps of her bestfriend's home, Betty. She rang the doorbell and waited....

....and waited

....and waited.

She knocked on the door while calling her friend's name. Suddenly, a distant growling sound filled the cold winter night air. The sound was coming from inside the house.

Slowly, she opened the door, which turned out to be unlocked. She walked in, her footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. She peered cautiously into each room, listening for the slightest noise. Soon, the growling became even more pronounced.

"Definitely not human," thought Elizabeth.

She walked into Betty's bedroom. There was a gigantic hairy figure bent over something, ripping the flesh of whatever was in front it. It shifted a little to one side, revealing a bloody face, with an anguish look on it, clearly dead, Betty.

All the air disappered from Elizabeth's lungs. She screamed loudly, rushing out of the house. As she ran, she grabbed her cell phone and dialed 911.

# # #

Wes Collins lifted the yellow tape surrounding the house and walked up the front door. Spotting his fiancee, who works as a detective, Jen Scotts in the hallway, he wandered over to her,

"Hi, so, what happened in here?" he asked.

Jen's face was a little pale, she said, "Um.. well, C'mon, I'll show you," as she turned towards one of the rooms then added, " I hope your not squemish.." Wes raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

Inside one of the rooms, Wes caught sight of a person who obviously just died a gruesome death. The body was totally covered in blood and huge chunks of skin and flesh were ripped of from the body, exposing half the rip cage.

Wes put his forensics tool kit down on the floor. The body had long blonde hair, though now it was splattered with blood, clearly a woman. Wes immediately regretted having lunch before coming over.

Jen muttered,"Name's Betty Reynolds...she was found by her best friend, Elizabeth Shaman. She's downstairs right now. You can go talk to her if you want. I have to go, I think I'm going to barf.."

With one last glance at the victim, she walked out of the room.

As she turned out, Keith Stone, a fellow forenscis agent, came in. Immediately, he said, "OH, GROSS!" Wes smiled lightly at his partner's expression and said, "Horrible, isn't it?" He walked over to the body.

Examining it, he noticed that the skin was ripped, not cut.

" No human could have managed this..." he muttered softly.

Keith opened his own kit and said, "I'll process the vic. You go talk to Elizabeth, She has got quite a story," Wes gave him a puzzled look and went out of the room.

Downstairs, Wes found a girl with short brown hair and hazel eyes with a very pale face. He walked up to her and asked,"Elizabeth Shaman I presume?"

Elizabeth glanced up at him and nodded. Wes gave a smile and said, "Hi, I'm Wes Collins, from the crime lab. I'm very sorry for your loss, but please, if you don't mind, I need you to tell me exactly what happened when you came here,"

"It's OK, well, it's like this. Betty and I were supposed to meet for supper. I had to pick her up since her car's in for repairs. I went to her house but no one answered the door. I let myself in when I found out the door was unlocked. I went into her room and well... I saw a big hairy thing, ... eating Betty,"

Wes' eyebrows shot up so quickly that Elizabeth hastily added," Don't think I am crazy, officer, but I know what I saw.I was so scared, I ran,"

"About this.. thing, would you say that it was a man's average height or what?" asked Wes. Elizabeth shook her head.

" No, it's definately taller, and bigger...."

Wes tried not to give the sceptical look he was urging to do and said," Well, ok, thanks for your time then," and he walked away, puzzled.

TBC