[ WP ] Bob Ross was actually a serial killer that painted where he buried his victims . His paintings are becoming suspicious and the body count is rising .

The sun was blazing high above Grand Teton National Park and the forest ranger wiped his forehead before taking a drink from his water bottle. He sighed deeply frustrated by the chaos he and his department was being put through. 
 “ Captain, have you found anything in your sector? ” the radio buzzed. 
 “ Nothing interesting in my area ” Captain Dereks responded back into the mic. In the distance, he could see the helicopter surveying the other side of the lake trying to figure out where the next body could be. The past couple days had been absolute hell for him and everyone in the forestry department. Search and rescues were nothing new to him or his team but this one was different because they had the FBI on the asses while being kept completely in the dark. 
 In the past few months it was discovered that the oil paintings done by famed TV Bob Ross were real locations but bodies were being found too. Three bodies later and no one could ever say this was just a coincidence but it was rumored that every single body found was charred and had looked like a Hiroshima bombing victim. A serial killer arsonist with a flair for the arts sounded too bizarre to be true but the government mandated lock down was no joke. Thankfully the arsonist kept his flames under control without setting the forest ablaze but burning bodies in the open wilderness didn ’ t make any sense at all to him. 
 Dereks stopped once again to stare at the tall trees around him trying to make sense of the whole operation. Maddox Silvens was their designated babysitter from the FBI taking over his park and that was the only clear thing he got from Silvens because any other information about the operation was too high above his paygrade. It was unsettling to him that he couldn ’ t get any more information about why his park was next but at least the media wasn ’ t here to bother him or his department. He knew it was only a matter of time before the chaos of the media would arrive when words gets out that federal agents are focusing on his park. Every single park in the country was closed and from talking with other park rangers his seemed to be the one getting most of the unwanted government attention. 
 “ Amanda, any update on what we ’ re looking for? ” he spoke into his walkie talkie. 
 “ Were just about done going through all of Bob Ross ’ paintings and we have narrowed it down to about 30 paintings from the show that could look like our park, ” replied Amanda. “ Should we start looking at other works outside of the show? ” 
 Dereks thought for a moment “ No Amanda, were already searching this blindly for a possible needle in a haystack. I ’ m going to start heading back soon and we can over what you and Jason have narrowed it down to. ” Just then the park ranger spotted something just beyond the trees moving. He raced over cautiously hoping not to run into something dangerous. In the clearing there was a barely clothed man groaning and trying in vain to get himself up. 
 “ SIR ARE OKAY?! ” he yelled out running towards the helpless man. “ My name is Park Ranger Dereks and I am here to help. How long have you been lost in the forest? ” Derreks examined the man but he didn ’ t appear to be hurt, just week from exhaustion. There were no active orders for a missing person but judging by his raggedy condition it looked like he had been out here for a while. He moved the long hair out of the mans face but he couldn ’ t understand what he was trying to say. “ Sir save your energy, help is on the way. ” Reaching into his bag he grabbed a flare gun and shot it into the air. “ Amanda, Ive found an exhausted hiker and I need a medical airlift. ” 
 “ Roger that Sir. Medic has spotted your flare and help is on the way ” responded Amanda 
 “ Run ” the lost hiker weezed in his feeble state. 
 “ I cant do that sir, help will be here any moment ” the deep look of concern on the man ’ s face puzzled Dereks. He also couldn ’ t help but think the face looked familiar, was he a local, a frequent guest…. 
 Dereks stared a little more “ YOU ’ RE BOB R -- - “ but before he could finish the man he was holding became extremely hot and burned his hands. 
 “ Run! ” the mysterious man said one last time but it was too late. The incoming helicopter saw the bright flash of light from above and stayed hovering in place. Silvens and his partner were up the hill and not far behind and saw it happen. 
 “ FUCK! I thought we had more time! ” Silvens threw his radio against the tree out of frustration while his partner got closer and looked down at the two newly charred bodies. 
 “ Sir, we should have had two more days! I don ’ t know where we went wrong ” 
 “ I don ’ t care just fix it! We can ’ t afford to lose another so tell the nerds back at HQ to get their shit straight or I will personally shove my foot up their collective asses! Now lets move onto the next one before this tracts any unwarranted attention. ” The helicopter had landed safely nearby and Silven had picked up his smashed radio before heading back into the chopper with his partner. 
 Back at camp Amanda looked at the entrance to the park and saw a group of vans approaching the gate. “ Im sorry guys but were closed right now ” Amanda had yelled at the group of white vans. They didn ’ t listen and the vans parked in their position. A man in a suit emerged from the leading vehicle and approached her. 
 “ Ma ’ am Im Agent Stottles with the Department of Homeland Security. I need to speak with you Director so we can begin our work here ” 
 “ I ’ m sorry sir but My director is busy tending to a lost hiker he found but I can direct you to the FBI agent that has taken over before you got here. ” 
 “ FBI? ” Stottles looked confused to Amanda and she saw the other vans turn around and peel off. The driver of his van poked his head out and yelled “ Sir! We need to go, the target is on the move ” 
 Without so much as saying another word he ran back to the van and they drove off. Amanda ran back to her radio to get ahold of her Director “ Sir, what is your location? I need to talk to you when you ’ re back on camp. ” 
 

