The coroner realized that he might have made a mistake, a huge mistake. There was the very real possibility that he might have given out a death certificate for a corpse that wasn't dead. The body had been buried somewhere in the woods because nobody had claimed it and the city could not afford to bury it within its limits. The man had died under very unusual circumstances. The body had a virus that he had never seen before. The coroner took samples from the body for future testing. As the days past the coroner realized that the body was likely not dead but in a coma and the body would revive itself after a couple of months. But this was knowledge that he didn't have a week ago. It was an ethical dilemma and a major mistake that may ruin his career, and if anyone found out that he withheld this information about this virus he would never be able to practice medicine again. He made the decision. He would have to find the body in the woods. 

He had spent the last 30 years of his life hunting down and killing people who had committed murder of men, women and children young and old. Killers who had flaunted the system with crooked lawyers and corrupt judges, who got off without going to prison or spent a minimal amount of time in the cell. But when two cheap hoods broke into his parents house for a home invasion and were stabbed in their sleep and never convicted because of a technicality enough was enough. He now had a purpose in life. He moved methodically by researching quietly each killer who had got off. He worked alone planning and covering all angles and his escape. He had to be careful because the police knew of his parents getting killed which would make him a number one suspect in revenge murders. But the men that killed his parents were now in a different city. He planned his revenge on them but not until his later years in life, just in case he got caught. 

The nocturnal winds moaned and produced mystical effects on the spirits hovering above the ravine. A man named Rubina sat on a rock and thought he saw his ghost above the ravine. He moved in closer for a look.