It was a boring day in the detective office, and frankly I wish it had stayed that way. I wouldn't have seen all of the disturbing stuff, no, disturbing isn't even the beginning of it. That day where this trip to Hell on earth began with one call. As simple as that. I was in the office of a suburban police station and I got a call from a family in a small neighborhood. Their son was missing. They said that he was in bed the night before, but now he's gone.

"Don't worry," I said "we'll find him, please describe him."

"He has ginger hair, he's 7, he's short about 4 foot three, and has green eyes." I recognized the description, I'd seen him before somewhere.

"Thank you, we'll find him. Contact us if you find any more information." I hung up. A missing persons case hasn't happened in a while. Last time was the disappearance of five teenages. We needed to find out what was going on. I decided that I should look at the files of people in the town area. I walked over the the chief.

"Sir, a missing person's case has arisen, a child. May I look through the files?" He paused and looked at me. "Okay, Michael. But I'll need a report soon." "Yes sir." I walked to the files room ad began looking through files until I came across an interesting one. Tere Keller, some information was missing. A paper was ripped apart and miscellaneous scraps were left. 'This is weird' I thought to myself. I needed to talk to the chief about this.

"Sir! I found something interesting, the files on Tere Keller are torn apart," I put the file on his desk. "What? This is strange indeed." He opened it and the paper scraps fell out. "I will examine this further, leave now." "Yes sir."