Life with Calvin
- Van Lowe Taxidermy: In the footlocker in the service area.
My little brother, Calvin, and I grew up in this strange old place. Our folks ran the shop downstairs and when they passed, the business ended up with me.
Calvin was always the odd sort... and smart, too. After college, he ran off to work for some big-shot company out of state. Barely heard from him after that.
Calvin has... conditions; obsessions. A "research project?" I didn't buy it. It wouldn't surprise me if this had nothing to do with his job, if he even had one.
(sigh) The last time I saw Calvin was right before I went away for the weekend. Not even a goodbye. When I came back, he was gone.
The only thing Calvin ever cared about was this god damn Sheepsquatch... I know that's the root of his disappearance, I have no doubt about it.