Andy bit his lip as he walked down the street of the desolate town he'd come to. He'd been here a total of two weeks, and he still had no leads on what he was hunting -There had been reports, you see, of a creature attacking people- And Andy had taken it upon himself to protect people by hunting down creatures doing things like this. More often than not, it was just a wild animal, or a deranged human, but some times there was something worse. Something unnatural... Maybe even supernatural.
He'd leased out a house at the edge of town, it was old and a bit creepy, but for now it served as home. Another day of trying to find attack victims was fruitless- they were all dead now. Andy figured he'd have to trying and find autopsies or dig up someones grave tomorrow to find answers. He continued walking towards his temporary home, weary of the sun beginning to set.