[The bed sheets rustle now and again as a figure stirs upon the simple twin sized mattress. Soft, muffled sobs can be heard above the sound. Heather always slept fitfully since the passing of her father, Harry Mason. This would be no exception
(
Read more... )
Comments 56
Reply
Douglas is... he's this old detective, balding. He's... he's kinda heavy set, and dressed up like one a detectives from an old black and white movie.
Reply
Welcome to Mayfield. We're stuck in this town and we can't leave.
Reply
Anyway, what did you say about not being able to leave? What happens if we try?
Reply
You? I killed you!
[He starts taking them down before he hears shouting from Heather's room. He freezes. Slooowly twists his neck toward the noise. And stares in that direction.]
. . . .
Reply
Not my family, could never replace my real family. And this whole situation...
[She briefly pauses to look back at the phone.]
I just don't get it.
Reply
By the way, he's wearing his L makeup - which means his face doesn't even look like the guy in the picture.]
Reply
Who are you and what do you want?
Reply
Leave a comment