Gruesome Discoveries
Australia, 3 hours after the incident at Bentzen Lake...
Ranger Ken Wood was conducting a routine patrol around the small campgrounds of Bentzen Lake. He loved his job because of the opportunity to enjoy the fresh air. The small community of Hessenauer Falls was his home, and he wanted to keep it, and the surrounding area safe. Statistically, Hessenauer was probably the most crime-free community in the world. That was until now. Ken was about to make a startling, or rather, shocking discovery. He was walking through the wooded area when he found the remains of 19-year-old Jay Harford. The body was missing it's right leg, as well as the index and middle fingers of the left hand. But even more disturbing was the gaping hole in it's abdominal area. It looked as if it had literally been ripped apart. He nearly threw up at the sight, but resisted the urge. He made the call to the station and within twenty minutes, the deputy and forensics team showed up at the site, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
"Jesus, Ken. I've never seen anything like this at all." Dr. Peter Daltry, the local coroner, continued, "It looks like he was attacked by some sort of wild, powerful animal. What the hell could've done this?"
"I don't know," said Ken, "but something about this seems strangely familiar. I've never witnessed anything like this myself, but, why does this seem like a bad case of deja vu?"
At that moment, Sheriff Roger Townsend arrived on the scene. "What the hell was my lunch interrupted for, Wood?" The sheriff was always cranky when his lunch break got interrupted, but he was generally a kind person. When he saw the body, he almost lost his lunch. "What in heaven's name happened?"
"Sheriff!" The deputy called from the lake shore, "We've got another one."
When they all checked the lake, they found the body of 19-year-old Jenny Prebble. The pale, bloated skin, as well as the bluish lips indicated that she had drowned, but they noticed where a chunk of her calf, near her ankle, had been torn out.
"Damn," said Sheriff Townsend, "she must've tried to swim to the raft after the attack, but the wound was too much, and she probably drowned because of it."
"C'mon, let's get these bodies outta here, and back to town. We'll have them examined there." Townsend continued, "We need to keep this under wraps until we know more.
Meanwhile, back in New Raccoon...
Rick was driving home from the club, thinking about the events from earlier. He had known Britney Barrett for a year-and-a-half now, but he had never thought about her much. He decided to turn on the radio. He turned on the lite station, and as if on cue, he heard the disc jockey announce a request.
"Welcome back to the late-night request hour here on Lite FM. Our next song is an oldie but a goodie. This one goes out to Rick from Brit."
After the announcement, Rick heard the song playing. "Don't, don't let me be the last to know. Don't... hold back... just let it go..."
Rick had never been a huge fan of the artist, but he did enjoy some of her music, and this was one of his favorites. As the song played, he reflected back to earlier, and remembered slow dancing with Britney to this very song. He remembered the look on the faces of his sister and their friends as they watched him and Brit on the dance floor. It was certainly a night he would always remember. He just hoped that it wouldn't make things awkward on missions, since technically, he was her superior officer. He decided not to think about it, and enjoyed the rest of the ride back to the dorms.
Hessenauer Falls, Australia: 6 pm...
Sheriff Townsend was watching TV, when his phone rang. "Hello, Sheriff Townsend here."
"Sheriff," it was Dr. Daltry, "You're not going to believe this. I examined those bodies we found, and as suspected, the girl definitely drowned, but tests show the wound was inflicted before she even got to the water. The boy was not killed by an animal. According to my analysis, he was eaten alive."
"WHAT! Are you pulling my leg here Daltry?"
"I wish I was Sheriff. But that's not all. The abdomen was ripped apart, and his insides were eaten. Sheriff, the teeth marks were made by humans, about three different sets of teeth were responsible for the wounds. One of those sets also inflicted the damage to the girl's leg. I don't think I need to tell you this, but we have what's probably some sort of cannibal cult. The thing I don't get is that normal human beings couldn't do this sort of damage without some sort of weapon, but the tests indicate that the wounds were indeed inflicted by bare human hands. Human nail filings were found inside the wound."
"Oh my God. Alright Pete, I'm going to call Ranger Wood, and warn him about this."
Suddenly, the sheriff heard an awful moaning on the other end of the line, followed by the panicked screams of Pete Daltry, which were suddenly cut off. He then noticed what sounded like someone eating. He hung up the phone, and rushed out the door.
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Well, another chapter finished. I hope you liked it. Just for the record, I checked my facts, and the time near Sydney, Australia is 14 hours ahead of the U.S. East Coast so, as an example, if it's 2pm Friday, August 8 on the East Coast of the U.S.A, then it would be 4am Saturday, August 9 in Sydney. Anyway, thanks for reading, and please, don't be afraid to let me know how I'm doing. I accept all reviews, including constructive criticism, but please don't flame me.
Australia, 3 hours after the incident at Bentzen Lake...
Ranger Ken Wood was conducting a routine patrol around the small campgrounds of Bentzen Lake. He loved his job because of the opportunity to enjoy the fresh air. The small community of Hessenauer Falls was his home, and he wanted to keep it, and the surrounding area safe. Statistically, Hessenauer was probably the most crime-free community in the world. That was until now. Ken was about to make a startling, or rather, shocking discovery. He was walking through the wooded area when he found the remains of 19-year-old Jay Harford. The body was missing it's right leg, as well as the index and middle fingers of the left hand. But even more disturbing was the gaping hole in it's abdominal area. It looked as if it had literally been ripped apart. He nearly threw up at the sight, but resisted the urge. He made the call to the station and within twenty minutes, the deputy and forensics team showed up at the site, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
"Jesus, Ken. I've never seen anything like this at all." Dr. Peter Daltry, the local coroner, continued, "It looks like he was attacked by some sort of wild, powerful animal. What the hell could've done this?"
"I don't know," said Ken, "but something about this seems strangely familiar. I've never witnessed anything like this myself, but, why does this seem like a bad case of deja vu?"
At that moment, Sheriff Roger Townsend arrived on the scene. "What the hell was my lunch interrupted for, Wood?" The sheriff was always cranky when his lunch break got interrupted, but he was generally a kind person. When he saw the body, he almost lost his lunch. "What in heaven's name happened?"
"Sheriff!" The deputy called from the lake shore, "We've got another one."
When they all checked the lake, they found the body of 19-year-old Jenny Prebble. The pale, bloated skin, as well as the bluish lips indicated that she had drowned, but they noticed where a chunk of her calf, near her ankle, had been torn out.
"Damn," said Sheriff Townsend, "she must've tried to swim to the raft after the attack, but the wound was too much, and she probably drowned because of it."
"C'mon, let's get these bodies outta here, and back to town. We'll have them examined there." Townsend continued, "We need to keep this under wraps until we know more.
Meanwhile, back in New Raccoon...
Rick was driving home from the club, thinking about the events from earlier. He had known Britney Barrett for a year-and-a-half now, but he had never thought about her much. He decided to turn on the radio. He turned on the lite station, and as if on cue, he heard the disc jockey announce a request.
"Welcome back to the late-night request hour here on Lite FM. Our next song is an oldie but a goodie. This one goes out to Rick from Brit."
After the announcement, Rick heard the song playing. "Don't, don't let me be the last to know. Don't... hold back... just let it go..."
Rick had never been a huge fan of the artist, but he did enjoy some of her music, and this was one of his favorites. As the song played, he reflected back to earlier, and remembered slow dancing with Britney to this very song. He remembered the look on the faces of his sister and their friends as they watched him and Brit on the dance floor. It was certainly a night he would always remember. He just hoped that it wouldn't make things awkward on missions, since technically, he was her superior officer. He decided not to think about it, and enjoyed the rest of the ride back to the dorms.
Hessenauer Falls, Australia: 6 pm...
Sheriff Townsend was watching TV, when his phone rang. "Hello, Sheriff Townsend here."
"Sheriff," it was Dr. Daltry, "You're not going to believe this. I examined those bodies we found, and as suspected, the girl definitely drowned, but tests show the wound was inflicted before she even got to the water. The boy was not killed by an animal. According to my analysis, he was eaten alive."
"WHAT! Are you pulling my leg here Daltry?"
"I wish I was Sheriff. But that's not all. The abdomen was ripped apart, and his insides were eaten. Sheriff, the teeth marks were made by humans, about three different sets of teeth were responsible for the wounds. One of those sets also inflicted the damage to the girl's leg. I don't think I need to tell you this, but we have what's probably some sort of cannibal cult. The thing I don't get is that normal human beings couldn't do this sort of damage without some sort of weapon, but the tests indicate that the wounds were indeed inflicted by bare human hands. Human nail filings were found inside the wound."
"Oh my God. Alright Pete, I'm going to call Ranger Wood, and warn him about this."
Suddenly, the sheriff heard an awful moaning on the other end of the line, followed by the panicked screams of Pete Daltry, which were suddenly cut off. He then noticed what sounded like someone eating. He hung up the phone, and rushed out the door.
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Note
Well, another chapter finished. I hope you liked it. Just for the record, I checked my facts, and the time near Sydney, Australia is 14 hours ahead of the U.S. East Coast so, as an example, if it's 2pm Friday, August 8 on the East Coast of the U.S.A, then it would be 4am Saturday, August 9 in Sydney. Anyway, thanks for reading, and please, don't be afraid to let me know how I'm doing. I accept all reviews, including constructive criticism, but please don't flame me.