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  The autumn had just started in Vancouver .

  Logan Carter was a senior in high school and his ambition was to become a great neurologist . He was seventeen years old and lived with his mother and younger brother, Phillip , thirteen years of age. The father was in the military and died while on a mission for about three years.

  He was a bright and talented person in studies and sports. Since when was fourteen years, he joined the baseball team of his school and since then became the captain of the team for their great performance . The teammates had a great admiration for Logan since forever , but his best friends were also Jasper Daves and Harvey Jones , who knew him from when they were children .

  The boys were playing a match between them at the training ground of the college . It was seven o'clock at night on a Tuesday and it was getting dark . The lights came on by themselves , causing them not to stop the game . It was the turn of Jasper bat.

- What do we do now? We only had this ball !

- Not the end of the world after all. Let's split up and who find it  screams .

  Each followed a different course, because they wanted to finish the game . When they arrived near the grove , heard sounds of heavy footsteps with quick and controlled intervals .

- I will not entar there no way!

- Do not be afraid , there's no one there.

- And how do you know ? - Jasper narrowed his eyes .

  Harvey shrugged .

- The maximum that may be there are animals .

  Jasper swallowed and the three went their separate ways over the woods .

  The steps fell silent after the entry of the boys , but Logan was not feeling fully comfortable. Several people had been attacked by animals in that place and he certainly did not want to be the next victim , however , the need to finish the game was great .

  A sound of breaking twig and heavy breathing was close to where he was . The boy reached down and grabbed the first branch that came under his feet to save.

- Jasper ? Harvey ? - He called cautiously - If this is some kind of joke know that I will kill you for it.

  No one answered . The silence was absolute .

  Logan kept walking forward, not just listening to the sound of heavy footsteps , but also light, quick steps , like a fox . However the sound was not a real fox . Steps were human , but belonged neither Harvey nor Jasper .

  The steps of fox stopped and only the heavy steps still crushing the leaves . They were closer every minute.

  A scream cut through the night. Logan ran towards the scream as soon as he could , even with the stick in his hand . He did not hear no other kind of step unless his.

  Another scream .

  He was starting to get desperate . What kind of animal would have attacked people who were there ? Logan thought his friends were safe , then hurried to meet them and go away from there , with or without baseball.

  Something was on the ground and made ​​him stumble . Before he could say something, he saw that one of the bodies was Jasper , who was a horrible wound in the skull , which made the grass is completely drenched in blood. Logan did not know if he ran, he called for help and was right there . After all , no murderer back to the scene a second time .

  However where would Harvey thought . Left the body of his friend fainted there and was in search of another, possibly be alive . Gave ten steps ahead and saw what appeared to be traces of an animal that was being dragged. He followed with the upset stomach and wet sweat shirt.

  To his surprise , Harvey was lying facedown on the floor . The shirt was stained with blood had a compound fracture in his right leg . A gun ammunition was in his ribs .

  Surely he would be next. Harvey and Jasper had already been caught and nothing prevented from whoever would kill him too. Logan knew it was not an animal , but human a being responsible for everything .

  The ball they were looking rolled before him exactly as he was, except for being a bit dirty . He reached down and grabbed the ball , which was the great cause of it all. Logan gritted his teeth and threw away the object , so that not even he knew how far it got . It no longer mattered . His friends were killed and he could also be in a few minutes . Or in a few seconds.

  Something hits him in the back and he falls to his knees . A taste of bile rose to his throat and he shivered with cold. The arms trembled and could barely hold him by weakness or whatever it was that was all that causing malaise .

  He looked ahead . The vision was completely numb and a distorted shadow that was approaching him .

- The thread of life is fragile and delicate .

  Logan could not distinguish the voice as it collapsed to the ground soon after.

  His vision darkened .