Marc Love went out of his way to stop for a night in a town. He arrived in the evening before the sun had completely gone down. It was going down earlier and earlier. The nights becoming colder. He had an

Airbnb

in a nice neighborhood walking distance from the university.

After checking in he went for a walk. The plan was to go to the campus but instead he walked around the neighborhood. The reason being the immense amount of crows. A murder was roosting on top of the tal tree tops. Love thought about the name. Murder. He liked it. It seemed fitting that it was used to describe a murder or a killing.

He had seen one too many of those in his life. All of this running around was an attempt to get away from that all. But it never led him to freedom. If anything led him to more murders. That's why he had stopped in 

Bloomington, IN

this tie around. He had come here that one time a few years back. Worked a steady job at 

Bloomingfoods

 for a few months. He should've never left this town he thought.