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September, 19, 2015

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DREW ANDERSON

I know lying to the chief is wrong especially since he's my boss but I can't tell him the truth. I just told him I had an emergency in Bridgeport and I convinced Louise to help me. At first, she didn't want come with me but when I mentioned Winston it seemed to switch a light within her. So, we set off like a bunch of glum pre-teens on a road trip with their family.

"I've done a bit research myself after you gave me that information." Louise speaks as I'm pulling on my coat. We rented a hotel for two days, and I already had printed copies of the information I found taped to the walls. We were getting ready to head to the Bridgeport police station.

"What did you find?" I ask her, I'm still not sure if she's excited to be here with me yet.

"Do you want the rumors or the little bit of facts?" She asks me with amusement.

"Let's start with the facts." I say, and I sit on the bed she's on. She hold her laptop in her lap as she reads.

"Well Dan Howell is the new chief of police at Bridgeport, so it'll be easy to find him." She states, good this makes my job easier. "But, there is next to no information on Anne Brooks after she was caught. Of course this is where the rumors start."

"That's so bizarre. No information on the only serial killer in this town. Do you think we should even go meet Dan Howell?" I ask hoping she could give me some wisdom. She is a mother, and mothers know a lot.

"You make a good point. This police station is really shady. We need to meet Dan Howell but not as members of the police." She tells me. I shake my head to indicate I don't understand what she means. "We need to pretend to be the press or something."

"How will that get us the file?" I question.

"It won't." She states. I wait for her to elaborate and she sighs. "We're going to steal it."

"Wait, what do you mean?" I state in shock. "We're police officers we can't commit a crime."

"Well that hasn't stopped a lot of officers, has it?" She states in a salty tone. She gets up from the bed and looks me in the eyes. "Look, the only reason we will meet Dan Howell is to steal his keys to the police station. He's the chief, he's guaranteed to have them. Get that stupid look off your face Drew, there is something off about this town and I'm not leaving until I find out. I have a really bad feeling it connects back to Winston."

"I'm trusting you, Louise." I say, the only reason I trusted her was because she's a mother. Mothers are like wizards, they know everything.

"There's a rumor that Anne wasn't killed by the police. People think she escaped police custody and somehow disappeared. On that same night she escaped, five people were killed in the woods in a shooting. The police never had it reported, a person walking by saw it. They said they saw Anne run away from it with another person." Louise tells me.

"That's really strange. Maybe the police are in on it." I suggest and she nods her head.

"It gets weirder, people think there was some weird ritual to summon a demon and have it kill Anne. People say it worked but now the demon is loose in the town." Louise tells me and a chill goes up my spine.

"Wait so there's a demon roaming the town?" I ask, looking around the hotel room, waiting for something weird to occur. "It's probably not true." I say trying to reassure myself.

"Well that's what thought. Then I saw some people talking about seeing something in the woods. They got pictures of some girl in the woods who resembles Anne with dark eyes." Louise stares at the screen a bit before turning it towards me. I look at the blurry imagine of a girl between the various trees in the woods. I feel a chill go up my spine as I see her eyes that held no color but black.

"So we're in some haunted town? What now? We're going to end up like those people in Silent Hill." I panic as I look around for any fog.

"Don't be ridiculous. They're just rumors." Louise brushes off.

"That's exactly what every white person says in the movies." I complain to her, I look out the dark window and expect something to jump at me.

"Shut up." She barks at me. I stay quiet as she formulated a plan.

"Face it, we need Winston." I cry.

"Learn to grow up. Winston has only been here for a year, we functioned well without him." She rolls her eyes at me. I stay quiet, waiting only for her to do the work.

"I got a plan."

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I always listen to AFI- Miss Murder when I write but this time my music wouldn't work. Hopefully it has the same vibe.

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