It was late eve when I took a slow stroll through the dark woods, I had just finished my important interveiw with Mrs Flellow. Mrs Flellow was a self polished woman, she had a very crippled structure though. When sitting down she repeatedly asked me if i would care for a cup of warm herbal tea. Of course I refused as i was there on bussiness standards, and had no intrest in a cup of tea. We finally got onto the topic i had came for.
She had reported a sighting on the case at hand, she was very discriptive in her explanation.
Mrs Flellow's flat was small and cold, she had apolagised to me before the interview about how chilly it was . She explained that her husband had gone to work on the train in Waterloo station, he had missed the first train so he had waited at the station for the next train.
As Mrs Flellow turned around to wave goodbye to him she had noticed he had disappeared. This is why her flat was cold and dark as he had not been paying the bills for a couple of months now.
As I walked through the woods I heard Mrs Flellow shout out to me.
"Detective! Be careful out there, you know the village is in shock about the occurance! So dont let them get any more scared"
" Dont worry Mrs Flellow, the case will be solved soon."
I walk off while leaving Mrs Flellows to her own devices, I hope that she stays safe herself.
While walking through the mysterious woods I pick up on the fact that obvious stated trees had been marked with deep clawing signs. I also pick up on the fact that the trees are in a pattern, I walk off without realising what had just occured.
It had now became so dark that the orange street lamps are at their brightest, under the flickering lamp small rain ws teaming, slowly increasing the size of each rain drop. The drops felt like acid as they hit my skin, I pulled down my hat and flicked up the neck of my brown trench coat.
I heared wet footsteps behind me, splashing the newly formed puddles. I pulled back my stroll and spun around, as I did this my long trench coat had caught a thrust of wind under it.
Mrs Flellow had stopped straight in front of me with a package in her wrinkled hands, she shivered as we stood there looking at each other.
"This is for you detective, take it and dont open it until you are in a safe and desolated location, i dont want people to know what i have given you here tonight. Have fun detective.."
She turned around in such a hurry that I couldnt even question why.
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