Tom woke up, still suffering a hangover from the night before. At least he knew work would be the usual boring routine, it meant he could get some sleep in between. Once he had dressed, had breakfast and got ready for work, he spotted a message on his answering machine. He pressed the play button:
"D.C.I. Laker, we need you at Monk's Wood, we've found a body. We think we might have a serial killer on our hands."
Tom sprang into action, there hadn't been a serial killer in these parts for years. He jumped into his car and drove straight to Monk's Wood. When he got there he showed his card to get through the police cordon. He was met by his pathologist, Connors, who looked shaken.
"What are we dealing with Max?"
"You don't want to see the body Tom, she's been killed pretty brutally. Won't know the cause of death until I've done a post-mortem."
Tom watched him walk to the van. He was shocked, Connors was difficult to shock but he looked like he'd seen a ghost. Tom drove to the station, waiting for Connors to call him to see the body. When he got the call he headed down to where the bodies were kept. He could see the newest victim, who was barely identifiable in the state she was in.
"Girl, aged 21 we think, no ID though. She's been butchered Tom, just like the last two girl's we found."
Tom had clear memories of the two other bodies, Max was right. He felt sick thinking the guy who had done this was still walking the streets.
"I guess I'll leave you to sort out DNA and...."
"Tom, there's something you should know," Max said. "I had my suspicions with the first two, but now I'm certain. It wasn't a human who killed them."
"You mean we have a wild animal on the loose?" Tom was worried, this just kept getting worse.
"No, whatever did this was no animal I've ever seen, whatever did this isn't from our world."
To Be Continued....