Prologue

The wind blew pictures of the missing children up, they had been tacked to the bored outside the police department and some nailed to the lamp post around town. No one knew what happened to the children, no bodies were ever found, no parents found closure. They only found anger and grief in what they did know, and that was the fact that every year another child was taken.

Somewhere in the park of Vincent Alabama a woman walked around with a baby carriage. A baby in it making crying noises, she stopped walking and picked the baby up, it was fake, but served its purpose. She sat it down in the woods and then ran to one of the mothers panting with tears down her face and pointing towards the woods.

"There's a baby! Help!" The woman faked sob.

To her pleasure the woman panicked and ran towards the woods whole calling for others to help her. In that moment the woman grabbed a child, covering her mouth and injecting her to make the girl pass out and she left.

Another child. Another year of grief.