The same guard was on the door when we reached the dorms. He gave us a tired nod, "Morning fellas."

"Morning Jeremy," I said, receiving a slight smile for remembering. "Long night?"

He nodded, "Almost knock off." He looked at Sam, "I heard you found the latest victim, and had a run in with the killer. Have any luck identifying the guy?"

Sam shook his head, "No, unfortunately."

He sighed, "Damn. Hopefully you have a break today, everyone's pretty messed up around here. I don't think they can cope with many more bodies."

I nodded, "Yeah, this sort of thing is always awful. We're doing everything we can to catch the guy." And we were, any case where friends were involved was going to be more personal, and more urgent.

The guard looked at us thoughtfully for a moment. "You've got friends on campus, don't you?"

I considered him for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah, we do."

He nodded, "I'm sure you'll catch the guy. For the moment I can assure you that no-one has come or gone through here tonight except for you two." He smiled a little, "Your friends are safe at least."

I smiled back, "Thank you."

"Mind if we have a look through anyway?" Sam asked.

The guard moved to the side, "Be my guest. I'll let the day guard know you're around."

"Thanks." I opened the door and Sam and I headed inside.

It was very quiet inside, just one or two students sitting around chatting quietly, looking like they'd given up on trying to sleep.

As we wandered through the corridors I glanced at the time, it was a little after 6am. "You know they're both going to be asleep still, and probably won't appreciate being woken up for no good reason."

Sam looked frustrated, "Yeah, but…"

I frowned, "Relax dude, we know they're safe for this morning, they'll be fine for a couple more hours. We can go down to the police station and morgue. Come back later in the morning. What time does breakfast start here?"

Sam continued to look towards the girls' rooms, then sighed, "Fine. Breakfast's not till eight."

"Ok then." I turned back towards the front doors, "Let's go."

Sam hesitated for a couple of moments before following. He was still unusually tense.

"You sure you're okay, Sammy?" I asked, resting a hand on his shoulder.

He shrugged me off, "I'm fine. Just want to catch the son of a bitch already."

I assumed he was beating himself up over the thing getting the drop on him this morning.

"Don't worry. We'll get it. We always do." I reminded him.

He just gave a curt nod. I frowned, but let it go, walking in silence to the car.

We made a quick stop in at the hotel to put on suits, and then headed to the police station.

The station was buzzing with activity when we got there. We showed our ID at the front and were shown through to the back room, pausing in the doorway to take in the chaos.

I raised an eyebrow at Sam and he shrugged, then scanned the room. "There." He pointed to an officer across the room, "He was there this morning. He'll be expecting us."

I nodded and we wove our way through the crowd, getting a few curious looks, but otherwise left alone.

Sam cleared his throat to get the officer's attention. He turned, looking confused for a moment, before understanding dawned on his face. "Officer Smith, took me a moment to recognise you in the suit." He passed a sheaf of paper to a nearby officer and indicated for us to follow him into an office. "Wasn't expecting you so soon."

We followed him in and he closed the door before sitting on the edge of the desk. "And you must be his partner Officer…?"

"Smith. No relation." I shrugged. "Well, case like this…no time to waste." I explained.

He nodded, "No kidding. Our phones are ringing off the hook with parents demanding to know what we're doing to protect their kids…"

"And what are you doing?" Sam asked, impatiently. I touched his arm gently, a silent reminder to calm down.

"Sorry, he's had a rough morning." I apologised to the officer.

He chuckled, "Yeah, getting knocked out next to a mutilated body before the sun's even up is definitely going to put a crimp on your day."

I let out a huff of laughter, "That is true."

Sam stayed silent.

"Anyway," He continued, "To answer your question, we are currently going through all of the evidence from all six cases. So far we know that all six were restrained by with rope around their wrists and ankles. The cause of death was strangulation. Then, after death the bodies were mutilated and the hearts removed." He grimaced, "Nasty, huh?"

I nodded. "Do you know how the victims are being grabbed?"

He shook his head, "No, and it's driving us nuts. None of their friends heard or saw anything. It's like they just vanished from their dorm rooms after everyone went to bed."

I looked at Sam, disappearing without a trace from rooms was not exactly werewolf MO. I knew that something about the werewolf theory had been bothering him, and I was starting to think he was right. But then…he seemed sure it was a werewolf after seeing the body this morning.

I sighed, "Damn. So you haven't found anything that could identify the person? No hairs that didn't belong, or…?"

He chuckled, "In a dorm room? No offense officer, but we're a local PD. We don't have time to analyse every single hair in a college dorm room to find one that doesn't fit…and that's assuming that it's not someone that they know." He sighed, "And sadly…far too often, it's someone they know."

Not helpful, but unfortunately he had a point.

"Oh! We are pretty sure that they're all being taken to the same place before they're killed." He moved around to the other side of the desk and opened a laptop. He pulled up a file and turned the computer around to show us. "All of them had the same dirt on their clothes.

Sam and I leant down to look at the file. It was a collection of evidence photos, the clothing that the victims had been wearing, and a report from one of the forensic techs.

"Interesting." Sam commented, "Do you know where it's from yet?"

The officer shook his head, "No. We're got people taking samples from around campus, trying to identify a general area to start, but it's a big area…"

"Could we have a copy of your files?" I asked, "Fresh set of eyes might help."

"Sure, I can organise that." He turned the computer back around. "While I do that, you indicated this morning that you wanted to see the bodies in the morgue?"

I nodded, "Yes we would."

"I'll let them know you're coming down. It's right behind the station, just out that door," He indicated to a door at the back of the station, "And follow the corridor back."

"Thank you. We'll be back for the files shortly." I shook his hand, and then opened the door, waiting for Sam to walk out of the room before following him across the station.

"Just don't." He stopped me before I could ask, yet again, if he was okay. "I'm fine."

"No, you're not." I told him, "But if you don't want to talk about it, then I'm not going to push you. Just know that I'm here when you're ready."

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