SCARECROW
… everyone was working the fields and they starting finding little critters dead all over. Not a one of them had any kind of mark on ’em at all. Worried it was poison or sick that killed them, the Farmer had his hands gather them all and burn the corpses…
State of The Plain #2
For four days that tunnel cat paced and yowled in sorrow. The old rich fart and his cronies didn’t care a lick,
but ever-one else felt for the beast.