Chapter 3
Missing

This can't be. That damn mill was long gone when I left Burkwood County and that was years after the previous incident.

My thoughts are interrupted. "Ah I see you got the file." I look up and staring back at me, is a rigidly built, mustached englishman with graying hair on the side. "Er Mr. Crocker, what a surprise!" I stutter. "Not as as surprised as your reaction when you read the last page of that file!"

I stare vacantly at the man, is there something You know, that I don't? "Well don't just stare at me, what do you think? Are you up for the task?" He replies starkly.

"The... task?" I stutter. I haven't been there in years, those eyes, I don't want to see any part of that wretched terrifying town ever again, there's enough nightmare fuel to interrupt my already...