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This is a story about a young man who has been haunted by his past for several years. His haunted past was his parents being brutally murdered before his very eyes when he was a kid.
Edward Carnby was a silent man at his age. He was six foot tall, with brown hair and eyes. He worked where it mostly rained all the time. So he wore a trench coat most of the time. Also he wore cowboy type boots. With brownish type pants.
His skin was real rough when you touched him. His hands stayed cold constantly. They were never warm.
Edward lived in a little apartment, he was single. So it was big enough for him. He was a cop that worked for the NYPD. He was the best on the force. He aced his training. So he was the best.
"Edward, the reason I called you in is because we have a case on our hands." The cheif was the head of things around here. He told people when things had to be done and where. You could say he was the Big Boss of things.
He was around 5'10. Weighed about 190 pounds. He had gray hair, plus he was bald. He had blue eyes. Always wore a suit and tie. Blue suit that is. With black shoes.
His name was Cheif Jared Black.
"So whats the case cheif?", said Edward looking over the file the chief gave him.
"Well...", the cheif started. "Edward this isn't no noraml case like the others. This is case the specializes in your field of work. Its something supernatural. A man by the name of Parker Smith was ripped to sheds this morning. His wife found him dead in there living room. She found his head a paper bag in the bathroom sitting on the toilet. And his arms and legs where in a plastic bag in the tub next to it. No man could have possibly done this. It has to be something of the paranormal. Thats all I know. Plus there was this message written on the wall in blood. It said, I'll find you. So what do you think about that Edward?"
Edward was so drained out by the chief talking, he was about to fall asleep. "Umm..Well sir. I don't know what to think of it. This like none I have ever see in my life.", Edward said standing back up.
"Edward, I want you to go and check it out. If you find anything that might prove useful. Get it." The cheid turned around giving him an okay to leave.
Edward left thinking. Why did I volunteer to go into this line of work? The paranormal, the supernatural. Everybody here thinks I'm a weird person. Sometimes they think I'm a killer by the way I look and dress.
I looked in the file to see where this incident took place at. It was out of town. I knew where it was at. I used to live close by there. It was North Country Road.
To be continued...
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