Who: Emorie Tilden and Open What: Out Huntin'! When: Wednesday evening Where: Out in Scotland. Some field or other. Status: Open.
She'd been tracking this thing for the last week and a half. Too elusive for her tastes but after what it had done there was no choice but to take it out! Six innocent's dead, three injured, dozens traumatized? She'd been driving about on the road for three hours before she finally got to her destination. The town was small and - at this hour - largely deserted. Maybe this place wasn't really a town... not even a small one. It didn't matter.
She grabbed her tools from the back, clipping the belt to her waist before getting out of her car. There was a report of it being in this area. And the truth was when she found it, it didn't stand a chance! It had been out for far too long! She was going to need a rest soon. She'd been on the road for much too long - the last week - following its trail! And it would be over... tonight.
She heard something screams coming from the other side of the village? Towns? She ran towards it, crossbow on her back, pulling it out as she ran. It was not getting away this time!