5: Rest
“And I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?”~ Credence Clearwater Revival
Every damn step Frank took seemed to produce another chorus of displaced earth and dried plant life; such was the silence that enveloped him. There were no birds and no wind, just the rhythmic crunch of his footsteps behind Davey's to break the eerie silence as the latter led them down the narrow trail. This had been a stupid idea, even if he was on a trip. He was going to be murdered out here in the woods by this crazy cowboy man, and a hundred years from now they'd do a twenty minute TV special or whatever they had in place of TV in a hundred years on how this mysterious body was found buried in the middle of nowhere whose origins were lost to time. Now here's Tom with the weather. "You... seriously l
