There wasn't much of a body left behind after all these years. Most of her had been got by the crows, if the thick layer of feathers was anything to go by, and the others weren't much better off. Maybe she'd been mobbed by the birds, that or wild animals decided to bring all of their fresh kills to the unused chicken shed near the abandoned farm. There were too many tiny bones for it to all be her.
The woods had grown over most of it, the old barn wasn't much more than the occasional wooden plank poking out from the thicket of trees that had long since swallowed almost all of the old grounds. Even the crops had gone to the wilds, all weed-smothered and weather-beaten as the bodies of the farmer and his family.
He'd been found underneath his tractor and at first we all thought he'd left the handbrake off but there were drag-marks leading from the homestead all the way out to his resting place. It couldn't have been anyone inside the house, the children had died weeks before him and his wife went shortly after, according to the forensic team.
There were no boot prints near the bodies though, only wild deer tracks that seemed to circle the grounds.
The woods had grown over most of it, the old barn wasn't much more than the occasional wooden plank poking out from the thicket of trees that had long since swallowed almost all of the old grounds. Even the crops had gone to the wilds, all weed-smothered and weather-beaten as the bodies of the farmer and his family.
He'd been found underneath his tractor and at first we all thought he'd left the handbrake off but there were drag-marks leading from the homestead all the way out to his resting place. It couldn't have been anyone inside the house, the children had died weeks before him and his wife went shortly after, according to the forensic team.
There were no boot prints near the bodies though, only wild deer tracks that seemed to circle the grounds.
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