I stood, huddling in my coat outside of the entrance to the cave. "Father!" I yelled, "Can we please get back into the car? I'm freezing out here!" My father was crouched over something intently inspecting it. He father replied, "Casey, you know that I can't leave right now. You know how important this mission is." Oh, it might be important to tell you this. My father works for STCA, or Stop the Crimes Agency. Recently, a body was found here with its limbs torn of and a look of pure horror on its face. My father came to investigate. I was only with him because I wanted to see what his assignments were like. I had no idea that this is the most dangerous one he has ever done. After my father had taken two and a half pages of notes, we got back into the car. As usual, my father turned on the radio and adjusted the station. This time however, we did not hear music. All we heard was a raspy voice saying "You have seen the body. You have learned too much. You are next." More coming. What do you think?