Body Two

Much to Maria's dismay this body was much more fresh than the first.

“This one came in two days ago,” West said, the ungodly stink seeming to not affect her at all. “She was found by the police in a alleyway, they thought she was a vagrant at first.”

Looking at the body Maria could understand how they could make that mistake. At a glance it might have been hard to tell this person was dead, until you noticed the wide deep slice in her neck.

She pulled open her file, a sinking feeling starting to overtake her as she flicked through the pictures she had been given of the missing girls. Finally she found the one she was looking for and her heart sank.

Mindy Stockton, daughter of Sarah and Bill Stockton. Aged twenty two and studying to be an architectural draftsman when she vanished on her way home one night. That had been five months ago, she had been the second to vanish after claiming to have been followed around by a strange dog.

And now she was dead, her throat slit ear to ear and dumped in some back alley. Maria found it all too easy to fill in what had happened to her in the meantime and if her gut feeling was right about all this, **** would have been a sweet release for this poor girl.

West droned on, explaining the cause of **** had been the wound to her neck. Pointing to the bruising on her wrists that suggested she had been chained up and all the other things that only confirmed what Maria had expected.

Cults where a dime a dozen in this city, most never got beyond some chanting and a excuse to have a orgy but some turned into something more. Some, through blind luck, happened to catch the attention of something really dangerous. When that happened you started to see people going missing. If the victim was lucky they would just be killed, cut open or bashed over the head, over quickly. If they were not lucky however then they found themselves suffering for months or sometimes years, **** to endure the worst depravity that minds older than the earth could come up with.

As Maria glumly thought about the other girls something that West had said caught her attention.

“What did you just say?” She asked, cutting West off mid flow.

“I said she had a C-Section not long ago,” West repeated, lifting the sheet and pointing to the scar.

“That’s not possible,” Maria exclaimed, her mind trying to quickly understand what the scar meant. “She wasn’t pregnant.”

“Well all I can tell you is her body shows all the signs of having given birth by C-Section.” West stated.

This revelation through Maria for a loop, she quickly collected up the files she needed on Mindy's body along with passing the notice to the Police to let her family know, before heading back to her car.

As she ran through the rain and jumped back into her car she didn’t notice the scraggly stray sitting in the cover of pedestrian walkway not did she notice how its head turned to watch her pull out of the car park.