Why the hell were they doing this in broad daylight? Change of plan, it seemed. Someone will have seen them. The police.

'Come on, come on!'

The sun shone bright, as Ruby and Annie dragged the bloodied and bruised corpse along the gravel. Annie's hands shook. Where...Where...What if someone found...

'The shovel, Annie, the shovel.'

She fumbled about, grasping the wooden handle. Had they...

Oh, God.

Ruby began digging. Never seemed to stop. Eventually throwing the shovel aside, she lifted one half and motioned Annie to take the other.

That was the last thing she could remember. Two days ago. Some of it a blur, some unfortunately not.

Knock, knock.

Who would be calling at this time? On a wet night like that?

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

Urgent, then.

Annie opened the door.

'Ruby, what-'

Ruby collapsed before her. Saturated to the bone.

Ruby shook, as Annie dragged her inside.

'The-the man. F-Followed me...'

What man?

'H-He's coming...'

'Ruby, what man?

'He's...he's...'

To Be Continued