17th of September
Detective Sharon stared at the body and felt her faith and hope in humanity lower to unrecoverable levels. She was sickened. Just sickened. She took a breath and tried to keep the contents of her stomach down. She wished she could walk away, turn around, leave, and never come back.
How horrific.
The forest itself was a beautiful piece of nature. The soft smell of the greenery and the majestic trees made for a magnificent scene if not for the body strewn across the forest floor.
The person in front of her had probably been a thriving young man, in his teens or twenties. He might have been handsome, had a family, or a spouse who loved and cared for him. But not now.
Now, he was a corpse, dead, and devoid of life. It was immediately obvious from the state of the bod
