The peace and serenity that came with the environs of the laboratory at Freeda was soon turned the other way round, as police officers and forensic technicians trooped in and out of Harley's house. The area was surrounded by one of those yellow and black barricade tapes that cautioned people to stay off. I won't say it was easy for me, but the death of Harley and his mother got me eager to know what was really going on. "First, the rat turns into a monster and now this!!" I thought aloud.