All I heard were screams. I didn't want to enter the rickety barn, but I could not ignore the anguish that I heard inside. I searched my pockets for a weapon. Nothing but keys. I clutched the longest one between my fingers and slowly opened the rickety barn door. Stepping inside, I discovered that the screams were coming from the back of the barn. I didn't see an obvious "bad guy," so I raced forward.
The screams were coming from underneath a large pile of hay! I quickly dug through to real the face of a 10-year-old boy. I dragged...
She was walking down the sidewalk in the downtown area of Seattle when she noticed a pile of white blankets and other pieces of cloth laying haphazardly on the right side of the sidewalk.
When she approached the bundle of the white blanket and other cloth, she briefly felt for it, thinking that there could be someone sleeping or even a dead body that was either abandoned, or may have died from an illness related to the recently unbearable heat.
However, she found that no one laid in the blankets, made obvious by the way that it was just tossed...