“Nature is just as callous and unpredictable as the human race. There are days when it showers us with blessings and then there are times when it throws its unflinching wrath upon us.”
As the sun rose lazily over the town of Mystwood, he walked through the woods gazing at the destruction the thunderstorm left in its wake. Richard Scott hated the phrase “survival of the fittest” because the very law of nature went completely against his own belief in the protection of the weakest. Treading along the path in the forest that was his own place for years, this morning nature had won the battle against him as he noticed his path being blocked by a huge tree trunk that lay on top of a bloody corpse. As his heart skipped a beat never getting used to the feeling despite the number of deaths he had come across in his life, he placed a call “Mystwood PD, Detective Scott. We got a body in the woods.”
An hour later, Mystwood Police Department was swarming all around the place that used to be his sanctuary. Finally accepting the invasion as part of the job, he walked towards the body being investigated by medical examiner and his partner.
Noticing the grumpy look on his face, Detective Holly Maguire turned towards him chirping cheerfully, “Morning, Detective. Beautiful day isn’t it.”
“Hmph.. Time of death?” he focused his eyes on the way the body lay on the grass.
“Lividity puts it between 9 and midnight. C.O.D two bullets to the chest. I will know more once I take it to the lab” answered ME Karen Brown as she pulled the white sheet off the victim’s face.
“You know I once read about how a delivery boy was killed when a bullet fired into the air about a quarter mile away fell back on Earth” commented Holly wondering what brought their victim to his death.
“These bullets definitely didn’t drop from sky. They went from front to back not up to down” Karen clarified it dismissing the theory.
“OK. Good work, Brown. Let us know when you find more” said Richard Scott walking away from the crime scene.
“Let’s go. Blackthorn Inn. We need to question the owner.”
Meanwhile, a tall young man wearing camping gear walked through the forest feeling lost and disoriented. He strolled around aimlessly, thinking if he could only find his way back to her he would be OK.