ย ย ย ย it wasnโt often that trailing a track of footprints in the woods actually lead to anythingย worthwhile. still, there was no harm in following them, seeing as they were LITERALLY the only lead they had. people going missing in aglรฆca was nothing remotely new according to what intel he had, but this instance seemed d i f f e r e n t. the panicked messenger whoโd arrived in the townโs square was a bad omen. not to discount anyoneโs life over anotherโs, but a cloud hung over this set of disappearances ---- one which occurred all at once. SOMEONE was making a strike.
ย ย heโd met up with his search partner with two cups of coffee in hand && a bag containing exactlyย five donuts. it wasnโt often that he worked with someone outside of the station, but five left for variety. his preferential glazed -- a second if that was her choice of poison, one chocolate frosted, one jelly filled, and one strawberry. theyโd been following the trail of footprints for long enough that his own coffee had run dry, just enough to fill with regret for not opting for the large ---- something needed to happen && soon when theyโd stumbled onto the trailer in which the footprints lead.
ย ย ย ย but a single dim light on inside could be seen barely through the shabby curtain in the window; surprising as the trailer looked otherwise abandoned, that would at least prompt dennis to remove his gun from its holster as he began to step lighter steps forward -- quiet in movement.ย โthink this could be it ??โ he whispered.
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