Chapter 100
Tanya Nelson’s house was an old gray Victorian house. The Victorian house stood two-and-a-half stories tall. Even in the dark, they noticed that the house was surrounded by lots and lots of very very tall pine pine trees.
Inspector Nick Greyson and Chief-of-Police Harold Hawke walked towards the front porch of the house.
The police chief shone his flashlight on the front steps, leading up to the front porch.
“You think everyone’s asleep????” asked the police chief.
“Maybe!!! But isn’t it odd, that you don’t hear any animal sounds???!!!” remarked Inspector Greyson.
There was nothing but silence surrounding them everywhere.
Everywhere around the Victorian house.
Not even owls hooting, or bats screeching, or wolves howling.
It was, as if, even animals were afraid to appro
