[ferretchucker]

Somwhere in Northern Illinois...

"We just got reports of a young girl's throat being sliced. No fingerprints. Looked as though it was done by a bear but it was the middle of the street. One thing we did find was a picture taken by some drunks at a stag night. they sent it in, not realising until the morning."

Charlie handed the photo to Jack, the English head of the Fielsdale PD. The old man's eye's widened. It was 180 years since he had seen this creature. Back in the days of hunting. back when he was bitten. He grabbed his mobile phone and hurried for the door, putting his coat on. Somewhere, in America, he had to find The old trio. And he thought he knew where. Jack Burrows got in his car, and headed towards Skimmy's warehouse.