Cold #3 

The girl was there in the floor. Cold and lifeless.  Her limbs spread like wet pasta. Her eyes open and grey. 

Agent Baldwin walked through the house. His clothes wrinkled. He had grabbed whatever happened to be laying across a chair in the middle of the night, when he got the call. 

“What’s the story, Sarah?” He asked while rubbing his eyes. 

Sarah just looked at him. 

– how long do you have? 

She asked. 

– I’ve got a female adult body. With no markings of any kind, dead in her own home with no signs of breaking or entering. More than that…

She stood up and stood closer. Whispering while looking straight ahead. 

– I’ve got three more bodies from across the county.  All the same.  

– shit. 

Baldwin took his phone. And texted Janice. 

– I’ll get Janice on it. I better bring her some chocolate cake for this one. 

– you’d better add beer and pizza 

Sarah said dryly. 

– it’s going to be a long summer. I hope you already got your PTO in. 

Cold #2

The bell jingled for the third time. Elisabeth sat up in bed.

 “Lou Lou?” 

It was a little girl’s  voice.  

She fumbled in the darkness to check her phone. 3am …

The hallway was pitch black and felt longer and colder…

The bell jingled again. 

“Lou Lou.” 

There in the darkness at the end of the hall. Was a little girl …

She tried to breathe…she didn’t have children… and she didn’t babysit…

The girl just stood there

That’s when elisabeth saw the dark figure behind the girl. It’s big eyes 

And smiling face. 

The clown holding a bell and a knife 

“Lou Lou” It said. 

The girl laughed

Elisabeth grabbed the wall looking behind her. 

“Lou Lou.” 

The little girl laughed again.

And the bell rang one last time.

Cold 

The River was still. Bugs swarmed the area. Agent Baldwin slowed his Bronco to a stop. Looking the area over. The dead coyote laying still beside the bank. 

– What’ve we got? 

– Another animal gone rogue. Jumps a local while he’s fishing, in broad daylight. Crashed into his driver’s side window. Lucky it was up. First thing he noticed was all the bugs. 

He shrugged his shoulders and swatted the flies away. Looking over the dead coyote. 

– Strange behaviour. Especially for this time of year. 

He sighed. Checked his phone. Another call. Another local. 

– Bag it up and bring him in. I’ll have Janice look him over. Thanks for calling me, Darryl. 

– Don’t mention it. 

Darryl shook hands and climbed back into his car. 

Baldwin looked over the area one more time before starting his old Bronco and heading to town.