demonology
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Two strapping and young investigators took to Wolfhorn's woods two days prior. Neither sets of parents have heard from Tate Rowe and Adrian Winchester. They were known locally as a pair of high schoolers with an eye towards any suspicious character that might have explained the murder of a fellow student only a handful of months prior. The strange lurkers in the woods, the suspected 'monsters', had called them inward.
Blood, shed countless times prior, and claw marks decorated Tatum's body in a strange, morbid display. He was dead, and no time was set aside to grieve the conspiracy theorist's oddities. Instead, the community turned towards discovering Adrian, dead or alive.
Thus, a search party has been called at the edge of the woods, a thousand feet from Town Square. Folding tables were collected from neighbors, and the elementary school's reflective vests were borrowed in mass. School was let out early, forcing many parents to find last-minute childcare, though many also saw their workplaces close up shop. A wind rustles through the trees, and Wolfhorn Creek is so quiet that people shudder at its noise.
Then, the clock ticks to exactly four, and a volunteer from the Red Cross tosses up a pack of water bottles onto the table. Another checks their list of people who RSVP'd online for the party, surprised to find so many unfamiliar names. This is the first time in Wolfhorn Creek's history where a news reporter from out of town has arrived to capture footage. This is also the first time a search party has ever been called, mandated by the Mayor and Chief of the WCPD.
Most people do not recall Adrian, except for her billowy red hair and perhaps her recently deceased acquaintance, Tate. The spritely high school student escaped notice, but it is her youth that makes the search party all the more important. The townspeople of Wolfhorn are raw, as though the attacks are a fine grater and they are the shavings of cheese on the plate. Innocence that can be saved, after already seeing innocence lost countless times over, makes the town brazen, even as the sun threatens to set and expose them to the treachery of dark.
As the volunteers gaggle in their reflective gear, Mayor Sandinista stands before them, holding up a megaphone.
Her voice crackles over the crowd, saying, "Thank you to everyone for attending."
Quickly, she turns off the megaphone, realizing how incomprehensible her words are. "Today," she yells out, adjusting her own vest. "We're looking for Adrian Winchester. Many of you already know her, or have seen her around, but please consult the packets you were handed for a proper photo of her."
Opening the manila folder, Adrian's photo stands out starkly against the sea of freshly-printed words. Her smile is tentative, indicative of a school photo.
"Also inside your packet, you'll find information on how to call for law enforcement in the event that you find her." Sandinista stops momentarily, swallowing hard, before adding, "In the event you find Ms. Winchester not alive, please pay extra attention to the instructions, as the woods would then be a crime scene."
Stepping back, the Mayor allows the Chief to join her, and they both take an end of the yellow tape surrounding the trees just behind the triage set-up. They tear it off, officially making the woods open-season.
"Good luck, and let's find our girl!"
SEARCH PARTY.
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