A blonde haired boy wearing a blue T-shirt and some sweatpants could be seen watering the plants in the backyard. He soon got up and got into an old Mustang, and speeded off to who knows where but before he could reach the end of the street, his car was hit by a huge bus. Harold’s eyes flew open, his palms sweating and his entire body in shock. It was just a dream, it was just a dream, and he kept reminding himself. Still pretty shaken up, he got up and went down to his kitchen. Harold was rich; he had inherited all of his parent’s fortune and property which was supposedly worth millions now. Caiden remembers what he was like before his wife died a year ago. Happy and always smiling, he hated sitting around, anytime he was bored he would go to the nursery to get new plants for his garden or used to clean out the attic which got dirty pretty quickly or even look at old albums. After his wife’s death he just used to sit around doing nothing but since Miles moved in, he has been that old Harold again which made Caiden happy.
Beth was sipping tea when Julio came into the station and screamed, “Betty, I got a lead!!!” Beth never noticed how Julio looked; he wore a button-downed shirt with old khaki pants along with shiny black leather boots. “Hey man, what did you get for me?” and Julio basically jumped up and down and said, “I know what the last location of the boy was. He isn’t dead. Yay!” Beth was called here to solve a case of a missing boy. But it had been almost 4 months since Beth had arrived and there was no lead yet. Julio Jones slammed a white folder on the desk and Beth carefully studied it. It was a photo of street she recognised from really bad CCTV camera footage but it was surely him. She observed the surroundings and realised where he was. “That’s near my apartment in New York. How the hell did he reach there?” Beth was freaking out. How did he end up in the same neighbourhood as hers? She really needed some fresh air, so she went to the good old diner where she noticed someone sitting at her booth. Wearing a black t-shirt dress, hair all frizzy and mascara running down from her eyes, she realised who it was. Sarah Smith. Beth approached her and politely asked her if she could sit down. Sarah nodded feebly. “Sarah? What’s wrong? You look miserable.” said Beth while giving her the same sympathetic look that everyone in this town gave her. 6 months ago, her one and only family, her boyfriend Ryan mysteriously disappeared from a party. For about 2 months she went to the police station every day till Julio Jones closed the case. Beth didn’t know that till Sarah told her. Julio at the same moment burst inside the diner. “Betty we need to go. And Sarah you can come with us as well, we may have found your boyfriend”. All of them rushed out and sat in the old police truck and speeded off.
They reached a place just outside the town. The area was filled with factories. They factories had moved here near the small town which no one knew existed before because of some kind of oil beneath the ground. Sarah looked around while Julio still briefing Beth. “I was waiting for but you didn’t come back after a long time so i figured you would be at the diner trying to chat and flirt with the waitress but then I got a very distressed call. Some worker from the factory must have been returning to his place when he heard something weird from the riverside so he went to check it. He said a boy who was around 18 years old with blonde hair was poking something in the lake with a huge stick, when the guy realised it was someone’s dead body. I think it was Sarah’s boyfriend who was near the river.” Beth was shocked but then came around the fact soon enough when they went to the riverside. It wasn’t really a great time as it was 10pm and the silence was creepy so Sarah was obviously terrified. She moved behind Beth who was leading their small group. There was no around but Beth realised what the guy who called in was talking about. She could see something floating in the cold water so for the better she asked Sarah to stay behind. Julio wanted to call backup but well he didn’t. He wanted to work with his good old friend Elizabeth like before. When he realized what Beth was looking at, he let out a piercing scream. Sarah got startled and she ran forward to Julio but she collapsed as she saw what was in the water. It was Ryan. But his face was smashed and only 3 of his fingers remained. Julio and Beth took the body out of the cold waters of the river and brought it to shore. Beth tried to calm Sarah as well as Julio but she was in shock as well. They moved away from the body and settled on big log of wood while waiting for forensics to arrive. Julio paced up down in panic while Sarah was crying uncontrollably.
Caiden was freaking out. Harold and Miles had gone to the graveyard to pay respects to Mrs. Jimes and both of their cell phones were switched off. It was about to be midnight. Just as he decided to contact the police station, he heard sirens approaching the house. An ambulance stopped near the house followed by an old, worn out police truck. Caiden rushed outside just to see Miles freezing with cold, his hair and his clothes were soaking wet and escorted inside by the town’s sheriff and a women officer. She looked a lot more experienced than the sheriff. And behind the truck, he saw a girl slumped down on the sidewalk looking as if she had seen a ghost. Her eyes were puffed up and she had a bit of mascara running down her cheeks. Deciding to ignore her, he rushed inside to help Miles and ask him, why wasn’t Harold with him but he would not move. He just sat on the pavement shivering and staring to the distance. Caiden was called by the lady officer inside the house. She said, “Mr, we have some news. I think you should sit down. My name is Elizabeth Simmons and I am a senior officer in the New York Police Department. I have been summoned her to tend to the missing case of Marcus Jimes.” Caiden started sweating; somehow he was always sensitive when they talked about the missing son of Mr. Jimes. He weakly said, “I understand that but shouldn’t you be telling that to Mr. Jimes? His father?” Elizabeth or Beth looked around, assessing her surroundings. “I am sorry but we contacted Mr. Jimes but he never showed up to the station to sanction the reopening of the case. Our night watcher was doing the rounds where he heard screams from the north banks of the river right beside the graveyard. And he saw Miles struggling to defeat the vicious currents of the flowing river and he helped him out and-………”Her voice trailed off. She was looking past Caiden and staring into the backyard. A shadow moved across the garden, it was quick as a cat but it wasn’t an animal, it was a shadow of a human. “Mr, do you have any pet or animal behind this house?” Caiden still wondering replied with a simple no. Beth slowly moved ahead carefully taking out the gun in her hand. “Whoever is lurking back here come forward. Reminding you I am armed and an officer on duty.” There was sudden movement in the bushes of the backyard. Beth was alarmed and decided to move towards the bushes when she was knocked out by someone from the back.
Eunoia 