Five Deaths to Trigger – Serial Hunting

Having essentially revealed that he knows everything about Felix and Penny, Tom had been tasked with tracking them down and bringing them to justice for the murders that they had committed. However, despite the threat of losing his new job, Tom intentionally went off in the wrong direction and simply blamed it on Felix out-smarting him whenever he came back emptyhanded. But he knew that that excuse wouldn’t work forever.

What he never expected was that one of his made up leads would lead him discover something that threatened the way he and his family lived forever.

Entering into the abandoned warehouse, Tom immediately felt a chill go down his back as a sense of unease made itself at home across his body. Grabbing his phone out of his pocket, he immediately called Angee, who answered a couple of rings in.

                ‘Ange,’ he started. ‘There is something off about this warehouse…’

                ‘Like what?’ she questioned as she bit down into her apple.

                ‘Like time has been torn apart and left bleeding,’ Tom described. ‘I kinda want to leave…’

                ‘And if there is something there?’ she posed. ‘What would you do if someone else found it?’

                ‘Still avoid the warehouse and anything connected with it,’ he stated simply as a sharp pain shot through his head, causing him to collapse to the floor.

He managed to slowly stand before grabbing his phone off the floor and putting it to his ear. ‘Yeah…I definitely should not be here,’ he sighed.

                ‘And yet you choose the location,’ she responded. ‘Something must have made you think that it was the least likely location for Felix to be.’

                ‘You’re right,’ Tom agreed. ‘Something is drawing me in…time to let it.’

Hanging up the phone, he pressed on into the warehouse towards the source of the temporal disturbances. What he found made him want to throw up.

Lying on the ground in the security office was a young girl, around fifteen years in age, stripped completely naked and looking like a dried up shrimp. He quickly grabbed his phone and rung Angee back.

                ‘Ange, get Ducky now,’ he gagged, turning away from the body so that he did not have to look at the sickening image. ‘I don’t know who this was, but it wasn’t Felix.’

                ‘What is it?’ She questioned, taking a bite out of her apple as she stood.

                ‘A body, stripped naked, and it looks like she was drained entirely of blood,’ Tom described as Angee’s apple suddenly covered her desk.

                ‘Any idea?’ she asked as she gestured for the others to get to the cars while she ran to the lift.

                ‘I don’t…the only thing I have to work off is that the feeling of unease is exactly the same as the one I felt when I went to school shortly after the sheds were destroyed by something that Naomi just described as a monster,’ Tom explained. ‘Only here it is worse. I think it came through here and then made its way to Newton Abbot.’

                ‘How do we deal with this?’ she questioned.

                ‘Without knowing what we’re up against…’ Tom started. ‘We treat this as a normal investigation until we get something to work with.’

                ‘And if other victims show up?’ Angee asked as the lift reached Ducky’s floor. ‘We need to stop it before it does.’

                ‘How do we fight something we don’t know?’ Tom countered. ‘I need a few days to figure out a way to track it…’

                ‘You know what they’ll say to that,’ Angee chuckled as she entered into autopsy.

                ‘I know,’ Tom snarled. ‘I have twenty-four hours.’

                ‘Ducky, we’ve got a body,’ Angee announced.

                ‘I’ve sent you a picture so that Ducky can decide the best course of action,’ Tom reported as Angee’s phone beeped.

Pulling the phone down from her ear, she opened the photo and showed it to Ducky. ‘Oh my word,’ he stated shocked at the image. ‘That is horrific, and to a girl so young.’

                ‘Angee…’ Tom started. ‘Please get here quickly. I don’t like it here, it makes me feel like I’m splitting into a thousand pieces.’

                ‘We’ll get there soon Tom,’ she promised before hanging up the call.

                ‘What’s he on about?’ Ducky questioned and he grabbed his coat.

                ‘There are things in this world that don’t make sense,’ Angee described. ‘Tom and I merging is one of these things. The split in time over that warehouse is another. However, Tom is very in tune with his powers, particularly with his ability to control time; so the rift is mentally pulling him apart and rebuilding him. It’s doing it to everyone who enters the warehouse, the difference is that he can feel it.’

                ‘He’s going to wait for us to get there though right?’

                ‘Yes,’ Angee nodded as they left the room and shut off the lights.