Chapter 13 - Search

Another day went by, and more people went missing. Families of the grave robbers stepped up to report their loved ones who had disappeared.

Most of the missing individuals were not from this town, and according to their families, these six were the first to vanish if they counted the time they left their home.

Word quickly spread across the small town, prompting everyone to join search parties. 

The mayor, visibly worried, reviewed the growing number of reports, a cigar clenched between his teeth.

It was the first time such an incident had occurred in the town. This place had always been very safe, and everyone got along well. So, such cases made everyone feel restless.

In fact, this place was not lacking in modern technology because it was poor; the people here simply preferred the simple country life, so they maintained a more rustic theme.

But this time, they felt genuinely afraid, with 14 people missing. Some of them were even considering leaving until this case was solved. Such a reaction was understandable, given the number of victims.

"Has the city police been notified about this?" The mayor turned to his assistant and inquired. 

They have their own police force here, but most of them are just volunteers, so they needed assistance from real experts. 

"Yes, they mentioned that our village is quite remote and will be here in the afternoon," the town sheriff confirmed. 

The mayor nodded and turned around again to look at the records.

Having lived here for many years, he was familiar with the ins and outs of the town.

"Marko, go to every house and check everyone's residence," the mayor ordered. 

Normally, this would require a warrant, but he was growing impatient. Luckily, the townsfolk were very cooperative.

"Remember to check them thoroughly," the mayor reminded.

The police officers diligently inspected the houses with the owners' consent, yet they found nothing. 

They also organized search parties to comb through the woods, but their efforts yielded no results. 

Eventually, they regrouped at the plaza to discuss their next steps, now that the city police had arrived. 

"So, still no clue?" the city police officer inquired. They had come to assist with the situation, but at this rate, they might need to search again.

"What about that cemetery at the top of the mountain?" they suggested.

"We sent someone there to check this morning, but they didn't see anything," the mayor replied.

The City Police officer nodded. "It's alright, let's check it again. We have police dogs now," he replied. 

"Okay," the mayor nodded. 

With that, five police cars headed towards the mountain to check the cemetery.

It didn't take long for them to reach the cemetery. This place was actually famous because of the scenic view it offered. That's why some wealthy families decided to build tombs here. 

***

The sounds of multiple car tracks caught Reign's attention. It was still early, so he was chilling at his tomb.

He could tell they were here for him. And he had anticipated it already, especially since some people had visited the cemetery just a few hours ago. 

"Oh, they finally came?" Reign smiled as he stood up from his coffin. He stretched his arms and adjusted his posture.

He now felt more confident, sensing that he had grown stronger. He would have been afraid if it were morning, but with the sun setting, he felt more capable of defending himself. 

With the sun no longer an issue, he leaped from his tomb and climbed a tree. 

"Let's see who our new visitor is," Reign smiled. He had already noticed that more than a dozen people had entered the cemetery. 

The majority of them were wearing blue police uniforms, while others were dressed in green trench coats .

He was around 500 meters away from them, but he could still clearly see them because of his undead eye, which also improved his vision.

He wanted to eat them now, but it was 5:00 pm so his stats were lower than normal. His weakest point was at 12:00 noon, where his stat penalty was at 80%.

"Lieutenant, we did not see any trace of the missing people. " 

"Nothing ?" A man wearing a black leather jacket scratched his head while looking at the reports. He was around 50 years old, but his body was still in good shape and couldn't be underestimated. 

"It's getting dark, sir; what's your decision?" One of the policemen spoke.

"Let's continue the operation until 8:00 pm"

 "Roger Sir!"

Under the Lieutenant orders, the policemen continued searching for missing people in the cemetery until 8:00 pm. 

[Clock :6:15 pm]

"Rawr, Rawr, Rawr," a group of three cops were startled when their police dogs began barking at a big black tomb. 

The policemen quickly shushed their dogs and decided to investigate it. 

"The dogs are feeling anxious. There must be something inside." One of them spoke up.

"I agree. Let's report it to the Lieutenant." 

"Don't be a pussy. Let's check the tomb ourselves and get the credits." A fat policeman spoke with an arrogant expression .

The three of them looked at each other and agreed to check the tomb first.

They pull out their guns and walk slowly. 

Carefully, they opened the tomb's door; the inside was completely dark, and they could hardly make out the objects in it, so they used a flashlight.

"There's nothing here." One of the police spoke after scanning the place.

"Rawr, Rawr, Rawr,"The dogs keep barking, but this time they were looking at the ceiling.

One of them noticed it, so he glanced at the ceiling, and he saw a strange face smiling at him. 

Shocked by the creepy face, he took a step back and drew his gun with his trembling hands. 

 "Mons..."

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