Bill was looking forward to ending his day with a relaxing read, catching the last rays of sunshine from the comfort of his hammock. With a cheerful tune echoing in his mind, a melody from a song he had heard on the radio earlier that day, Bill was busily tending to his fields. His hands were covered in soil, when a strange sense of unease started to gnaw at him.
He decided to take a quick walk to check on the cows in the south pasture. As he walked on the old dirt road, he took in the sights and sounds of summer – birds chirping merrily in the trees, insects buzzing about, and the soft rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze.
He whistled as he walked towards his cows, eager to see them again. Every morning, the sight of his cows made his eyes light up. It lifted his mood immediately, no matter what mood he was in. But this morning, it did the complete opposite… Because when he neared the pasture, Bill’s cheerful whistling came to an abrupt halt. His eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before him.