Talk:Tracker/@comment-94.0.65.39-20170609192417

How about this for the story?

As Night fell on the uneasy town of salem, the Tracker aroused himself from his slumber. It was 3am. The witching hour. If the witches were going to strike someone down, it would be now. Peeking between the branches of a tree, he froze. a light. one single lantern swinging in the hands of the so-called doctor. whistlling as he went. whatever could he be up doing at this time? the A&E opened at 6am. with his curiosity piqued he followed them. They did a good job of covering their tracks, but the tracker after his years of experience was better. he followed the Doctor to house number 6. The House of the Slumbering Sherrif. He heard a scream echo from within..... The next day everyone shrieked as they saw the corpse of their beloved sherrif. whispers of treason turned to shouts of blame  as the finger was pointed at the poor escort. She was about to be hung till the Tracker stepped forwards with a smile and revealed that the so-called "doctor" had been tracked to none other than the sherrif's House!!! The town voted up and executed the witch. From then on, the Tracker followed someone each night, each "Townie's" actions betraying themselves until the one fateful night he followed the serial Killer......