Pencil

A patchwork of farms were hidden behind the dense line of evergreens. The first frost covered the bound circles of hay. The two of them walked through the mud of the field into the dark cover of the dense wood. The Forrest floor was covered with pine needles. They walked until they couldn't see the farms on either side. The light seemed to dim until what once was day seemed night. There eyes adjusted to notice the floor had been cleared of the needles. My partner took out his pencil and began to write on her pad...monday 8:34 am ...first body found.