Beyond the deserted car park, past the red and white striped security barrier, the world went about its business. There were kids in masks and costume... with sacks of goodies they’d collected in an orgy of trick or treating, traffic snarled from the parkway and, undoubtedly, there were people sat in homely living rooms watching soap operas. For me, the terror would come soon enough. Expecting to see some night creature, an innocent example of wildlife, I took yet another step closer to the skip.. But had to park the wagon and horse at the entrance as it was too bumpy and narrow to go down. They would have to walk it. It was quite far into the thick woods when they finally reached it. 'It was a lovely place, ' Henry thought as he looked around. The sun glistening off the water.They both climbed onto the high cliff overlooking the pool and river and the same thought crossed their minds. She might've had an accident and fallen into the churning water below. Henry didn't want to think this. He had loved that car, while she hated it. If she ever discussed its replacement, or the purchase of a smaller one for her, she got his ‘it’s part of my tool kit, it earns it’s living,’ spiel in the same way as his mobile phone. The fact she was actually on a better hourly rate than him passed him by. It broke down and he had it repaired, the seats were starting to wear but she stopped complaining when he showed her the silver duct tape he proposed fixing them with. Shopping trips, the very. The sand was smooth, now, having been washed by the tide. No more signs of blood, though there been plenty yesterday! There were still a few drops on the shingle, where victor and vanquished alike had continued to bleed as the one carried the burden of the other up those steps and all the long, weary way to the car park. He had half hoped that the girls would come to recuperate at his house, but they had gone straight home.One of the two bikinis was still on the shingle, where the victor, in.