𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
Silence
No sound resonates through the run down farm house
No animals
No hum of a happy family inside
Just the sound of the chorus of sacadas singing their summer tunes in that dry quiet mourning
Through a path not far of thought, we see a cop car swerve through joining the now revealed troop of police cars as we see the sherif step out his car, closing the door with a sigh
On of the on duty police men coming out to greet him, how ever he is first greeted by the sight of a corpse on the dirt road, the washed out tarp used to cover the poor soul not being enough to shield the crimson liquid painting the ground
He crouched down to take a peek only to regret at the sight, whipping his hand with a small pocket cloth as he walks his way inside, a clear path is drawn as hues of dried and wet blood soak into the old floor boards as he makes his was through the doorway
More bodies line the floor as the old static tv drown on as the sermon speaks, him walking over
"I regret to say I know the powers of satan first hand"
His eyes focused on its blue and gray glow a dada es from fixed upon his face as they swarm with thoughts and theories
"Our very own children were taken! By perverts and swindler's-"
"Sheriff"
He was so deep in thought not noticing the nervous deputy make his way over with slow steps, the younger man looking up with uncertainty and fear as he now has his full atención, speaking up with a breath as his eyes dart deeper into the house as he solemnly speaks
"You outa take a look at this"
They use a flashlight to light their way down, the only other light source being a dingy little bulb held up above, the deputy gulping at the sight turning his light to glow in the horrific scene before them
Three brig slowly takes his sunglasses off his eye flinching and twitching, how could a person do this?
"My god"
Might edit this later and as more
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