Sebastian cleared away the cob webs with a cloth hanging on the clothes line. Ciel stepped into the darkness and squinted, trying to see through the dust. It was humid in the tight space and soon her came nose to nose with the problem. The body of the father hung in-between the board planks, his still intact flesh had slashes on it. His heart was also missing and the word pure was written on the boards.

Ciel pulled his hand back out of disgust. He had accidently touched the dead man's bloody chest while trying to feel around in the darkness. He widened his eyes in surprise and quickly wiped off the blood. Sebastian also went over the crime scene.

"Pure? Seems like the opposite to me."

"We will have to analyze everything when we come back home. Make a sketch of everything for now."

"Yes my lord." Sebastian said as he quickly scribbled on some paper. Although due to his demonic gifts, they more looked like something that could compete with Van Gogh. Ciel took the drawings from Sebastian and they both went back outside. The group earlier had dispersed, probably out of boredom, and now Ciel's ears no longer heard murmuring. They rode back to the manor as Ciel took the doll out of his pocket. He started at it for awhile while Sebastian made his own examination.

"This was the doll the little girl held. Just like how the people had their hearts cut out, the doll has an x over the same spot on its chest."

"I see. It doesn't really say anything more though."

Ciel needed leads. He wasn't really sure where to start.

"Why don't you check the files of serial killers still not caught by the police. Maybe one of them has a connection with what's been going on."

"That's something. Alright."

Sebastian hopped out the side of the carriage and told the driver they were headed to the police station. The police knew not to mess with the queen's guard dog while on a mission and stepped aside. The policeman at the front desk watched as the earl approached.

"Lord Phantomhive! What can I do for you?"

"I need to see the police records on all of the serial killers that have not been caught."

"My lord, all of them? There are hundreds I don't think.."

"Of course all of them. Do you question my ability?"

"No! No my lord of course not. Just this way."

The police man grabbed the keys hanging on the hook and took them to a solid steel door with Records written on it. He started them off at the beginning of the room.

"They go in alphabetical order. Call us if you need anything." He said as he closed the door, leaving Ciel and Sebastian in the worn down room.

"Well, grab as much as you can and let's start to read."

For the remainder of the afternoon Ciel sat down and flipped through file after file, nothing at all seemed to connect these people with the murders. Exhausted, Ciel threw a folder and sighed.

"Still not getting anywhere. Sebastian, read the rest of these for me rather quickly. It's time to call it quits for the day."

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian said as he flipped through the pages with super human speed, reading the remaining files within thirty seconds. "I'm done."

"Anything ?"

"Afraid not. Most of these files haven't been updated in what seems like twenty years."

Ciel held his cane and clutched at the silver ball.

"No worries master, tomorrow we start fresh. Maybe someone will come forward if they were there at the scene of the crime."

"That's some wishful thinking. Come. Let's go home."

The pair traveled back to the manor and soon Ciel found himself being put to bed by Sebastian. He tucked the sheets around Ciel and went to blow out the candle.

At eleven thirty the noises started again. First, they were in the walls. Then it made its way up into the attic and something hit the ground with force. Ciel woke up startled from his sleep.

Bloody hell not again.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes he re- lit his bedside candle. He pulled down the latter that led to the attic. He pulled his robe around him tightly as a night breeze came through the cracks. He popped his head into the attic and looked around, the candle light only helped slightly because tonight was the new moon. He had seen that his attic window had swung open and made a vase in storage shatter on the floor.

"For god's sake, this had to wake me up."

Ciel closed the window and latched it shut, making the attic slightly more comfortable for himself. He let go of his robe and descended down the latter again. He caught a whiff of something whilst shutting the door.

Some rats must have been affected by that poison. The less of them the better.

Little did he know that the smell wasn't dead rats.

The next morning it was the same routine. Only today he had a nice omelet, green tea, and slices of ham. He carefully opened the paper that Sebastian had just got done ironing. The headline caught his attention.

Another Family Murdered! Witness Speaks of a "Creature!"

"Speak of the Devil and he will come." Ciel remarked out loud. "Our wish has been granted."

"But I'm already here." Sebastian remarked, getting him a look from Ciel. "I apologize."

"Woman says she saw a black mass jump out of her neighbor's two story house. She called the police as soon as she ran back inside. Name is..Charlotte Lerwick." Folding up the paper, Ciel stood up. "Let us meet this, Charlotte then."