『 PLOT DROP 001. 』
THE DISCOVERY
OCTOBER 31ST, 1991, 23:15.
( TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR FOOD, ALCOHOL AND SMOKING MENTIONS, DEATH AND POSSIBLE GORE! )
Crowds of sleepy children in costumes, many accompanied by elder siblings or guardians, have long begun heading home. Families pass around treats fished out of the baskets, eyes fixed on the screen that is playing Tod Browning’s “Dracula”. Eventually, the kids - lulled to sleep by the night’s excitement - are sent to bed, and the lights of the houses all go out almost in unison.
At Dale’s, the party is still going. At this point of the night, the more upbeat songs list has transitioned into a mellow one, and there seem to be only couples left on the dancefloor. The makeshift terrace is not nearly as crowded as it was at the beginning of the festivity, housing only a handful of tipsy attendees sharing a cigarette. Other businesses have started turning their lights off, flipping their door signs to CLOSED and heading home for some well-deserved rest. The streets are quiet, almost as if asleep, with the odd bystander still half-dressed in their Halloween attire trying to get home.
Jude Jones, Graig Bowers, Harvey Young, Christian Denborough and twins Lydia and Carol Spellman - a group of teenagers regularly spotted smoking at K-MART’s parking lot - chose to stay out for the night, smashing jack o’ lanterns and passing around a bottle presumed to have been shoplifted from the convenience store. All residing in the same block, the group took a different route on their way to their houses, walking along the suburbian style houses.
It was about quarter past eleven, just as the teens came face to face the old uninhabited house in Derry Street that they stopped. The street was dormant, dark -- dark enough to briefly get lost. It would be Jude Jones who would spot something laying on the lawn in front of the house. It was a silhouette, almost lost in the shadows. The group allegedly encouraged Jones to keep walking, believing the sight to be part of the neighborhood’s Halloween decoration. Given the teen’s insistence, the group collectively approached, only to stumble back in fear at the gruesome image before them. A call was made to the sheriff department, and shortly after the forces arrived the area was closed off and the group of teenagers taken in for questioning.
There, in the lawn overlooked by the single abandoned tenement, laid the body of none other than Abigal Myers.
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