Out here, we don’t have many scary stories or legends. I live in a quiet rural town with a population of about five hundred. But out here we do have a legend. Most believed it. I didn’t until it happened… I’m getting ahead of myself here. Let me explain. Goldfield is a small town away from all the hustle and bustle of big cities or even urban towns. Well he disappeared a few months ago, right out of his cabin. Only thing left were signs of a struggle, a few feathers and a dead robin that appeared to have died from a bullet wound. My vision black, I suffered unable to defend or escape.