Robert Jackson was simply a private investigator, the job payed far more than police positions would. Though, he very rarely dealt with anything homicide related, as crime scenes were strictly for police only, and their detective work was free. Most of his work consisted of just gathering information or tailing people, very rarely did he deal with anything serious, often he simply eased someone's suspicion. For the first time, Robert was faced with something he couldn't quite understand. He drove for the small town of Holy Springs, and he thought just the name was enough to convince him that people would go crazy there.<br/><br/>People were going missing, day by day. At first it was just one person, only enough to make the community shake. Afterwards, a few more. The state took interest, and the town became even more worried. And after a couple weeks had passed, a steady flow had taken place. Each night, at least one more person was taken. Men, women, children, it didn't matter. Whoever was taking the people clearly didn't discriminate. As far as Robert could tell, there was never any blood or finger prints left behind. There was never an evidence trail to follow. Robert's theory was that it was just someone with problems since childhood. Someone smart.<br/><br/>Though, it didn't seem that his opinions matched with others. Many people thought it was supernatural phenomenon. Robert just assumed the police weren't doing their job, however. More people took interest with each day, as it confused many people as to how there was no answer after two weeks. Talks of quarantining the small town were happening, and even international attention was beginning to spark, all over a small town where people were going missing. Police barricades were already up around the roads into the city, though they couldn't stop people from going in, only ask them for their reasoning in entering Holy Springs.<br/><br/>Stepping out of his car, he could almost feel the distrust towards him from anyone he crossed paths with. Everyone in the town knew one another, it hadn't occurred to Robert, but he was quite literally an outsider. He could almost feel daggers coming from the eyes of people he passed, the dirty looks were near endless. It didn't bother him a whole lot, he was here to get a job done. He just knew it was going to be a real pain getting any kind of testimony from townsfolk.<br/><br/>He passed many houses, some of the pathways were empty, and he noticed no one walked alone. It was a nice small town, Robert noted, though the atmosphere at the moment was nothing but dreadful. His destination was the Holy Springs Police Department, as much as working with police could be tiresome, it was his only choice in this scenario.