Prompt 184: The Wrangler

The morning train rumbled by in the distance as the garbage trucks beeps made their rounds. Not many people were awake yet, not even the sun had made it’s debut, but Detective Johnson hadn’t been to sleep. The night had awoken a fear that lived deep inside the detective; they were back. The Wrangler had come back.

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