"The weather is so cold, the kitten must have run away. Let's look somewhere else." Edric Lewis reached for Sheila Cook's hand.
Sheila shrugged off his hand: "No, with weather this cold, the kitten must be both hungry and cold. We have to find it quickly."
The shadow silently crept closer.
Sheila saw the shadow being cast across the snowy ground and enclosing her. She promptly turned to run, but in the next moment, she was grabbed by the collar by a large hand. She was about to scream when a hand covered her mouth.
Sheila struggled forcefully, turned her head and saw Edric laying on the ground, tears filling her eyes.
"Stay still, or I'll kill you." A sinister voice sounded from behind her ear.
Sheila dare not move any longer and quieted down, while that man drew out a piece of prepared tape and sealed her mouth.
With one hand holding Sheila, he reached over to pick up Edric with the other.
He was very cautious, using tape to cover Edric's mouth as well.