She pulled the old moth-eaten rug over the plastic covered body then tucked it around but not without giving it the appearance of having been there for a decade, as the derelict cabin had been. Kicking enough dirt and leaves over the corpse to cover it she then piled the broken wooden boards that she previously removed to make room for the body on top, with a little imagination the scene looked a hundred years old again. The cobwebs, dust and undergrowth concealed the evidence. Not a soul had been in this old run down cabin since time began and lay abandoned, at the edge of the huge estate....

BODY IN THE BIN As the garbage dumpster is lifted into the air on the forklift, a body slams forward, purged from beneath the dirty depths of nightclub garbage like a phantom. Joe the Sanitation Engineer gawked in horror as the lifeless pasty face with spherical eyes, stared blankly back at him through the windshield of the garbage truck. He returned the bin to the ground with a loud clatter leaving a lifeless hand and shoeless foot piercing the air. He had worked this route for twenty years and had never seen the likes of this. Cold, hauntingly abysmal eyes would become the source of his...