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Post subject:  Posted: May 28th, 2007, 2:25 am |
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(Ha ha! ~nudges friendly~)
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Post subject: Posted: May 28th, 2007, 12:03 pm |
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Shannon raised an eyebrow to Mort and watched him closely. "Who will?" She asked curiously and then set Dan down completely. She headed for the side of his house and got his other shovel. She headed back for Mort and started digging with him.
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Post subject: Posted: May 28th, 2007, 9:14 pm |
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Don't say his name.
Why would it matter? Why couldn't I?
Don't say his name. His name doesn't exist..
Neither do you.
If I didn't exist, you would be dead.
Mort Rainey raised his head from the earth and removed the last piece of soil from the ground. He let the shovel fall into the stalks of corn and he wiped his sweaty palms on his pants.
Kneeling down he pushed the body into the pit, and with his hands poured dirt ontop of it.
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Post subject: Posted: May 28th, 2007, 9:16 pm |
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(*grimaces at the sight of a dead body* Ick! *stops eating popcorn*)
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Post subject: Posted: May 29th, 2007, 8:52 am |
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Shannon took in a deep breath. Noticing that Mort hadn't answered her, she looked to him for a few moments but dropped the subject all together. She used her shovel and started pouring dirt on top of Dan's dead body. For some reason, she was starting to feel less upset about everything. She didn't even know why she cried over Dan. She didn't know him. Now, Mort she knew a lot better.
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Post subject: Posted: May 30th, 2007, 5:45 pm |
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(*pokes Pip*)
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2007, 1:46 am |
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(Skipping a scene...just like a DVD. Mort sleeping on the couch. Shannon upstairs in his bedroom, sleeping as well.)
Mort Rainey woke up at the sound of pounding on the door. He looked around, orienting himself. He was in the living room, lying on the couch, just as he’d been for the past several months. It seemed to be the only place he could sleep anymore. Even his faithful bed upstairs was turning on him. He rolled over and glanced at his clock, forcing his eyes to focus. "2:22 a.m..." he cursed and forced himself off the couch.
Mort stood and wandered across the room, massaging his neck and stretching his aching muscles. He passed the living room mirror and let out a small laugh at the sight of himself. He’d apparently left his personal appearance up to fate for the past day. His hair was pulling the old trick of lying every which way against his head. His glasses were askew. He was once again wearing the tattered bathrobe that had once belonged to his wife.
At the thought of his wife, Mort cringed and put his hands to his head.
"Don't go there.." Days of seclusion can make it quite difficult for anyone to see the truth, but Mort seemed to be having more trouble than most. It was as if he believed and remembered killing them, but he couldn’t convince himself of it.
The pounding at the door continued and Mort grabbed at his hair, turning to the door. “I’M COMING!” He straightened his hair the best he could and went to answer the door.
Don't.
What?
It's him...John Shooter.
Mort Rainey froze and felt his pulse quicken. "John Shooter..." he whispered.
Yes, John Shooter. Remember what he said? He's at the door..
He swallowed and licked his chapped lips. Sad, heavy eyes stared at the knob.
Don't do it Mort.
He'll kill me if I don't.
No he won't. He wants you alive..
Alive?! What the he-
The door pounded again and his thoughts were interrupted.
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2007, 2:09 am |
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The pounding stopped. A familiar sillouette appeared in the small window of the door, covered by the lacey white curtain. Silence.....it is the thing that brings the most fear into any human..........and it continued on.......
BAM! The loud thud of a boot and door collided with one another as Shooter kicked the door open. Breaking the doorknob and shattering the window, John stepped inside and glared like a predator looking for his prey. "I told ya I'd be back," he said in a soft voice. "Now where is that body?"
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Post subject: Posted: June 1st, 2007, 8:38 am |
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Shannon was sleeping peacefully in bed, until she heard Mort yelling a bit at something... or someone. She slowly got out of the bed and grabbed her robe, wrapping it around herself. She very slowly padded to the frame of her door and peeked down to the first story from between the railing of the stairs. She saw Mort standing there staring at something, but nothing was there. "Mort? Is everything alright?" She asked him softly and looked down to him, tiredly.
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Post subject: Posted: June 2nd, 2007, 2:53 am |
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Mort turned his neck and looked up towards Shannon, "Go back to bed...it's nothing important."
Forcing his eyes back to look at Shooter's dark eyes he made himself speak. "Gone, just like you said. Buried..in the garden."
He scratched the back of his neck nervously and wiped the sweat of his other hand on the robe.
"Now, if you would kindly move off my doorstep."
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Post subject: Posted: June 2nd, 2007, 3:16 am |
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Straightening out the collar of his blazer blue jacket, Shooter nodded, "I'm glad ta hear that ya did like I said. However.." Lowering his eyes, he said, "I'm not leavin' yer doorstep, Mr. Rainey. In case ya haven't noticed, I'm now a part of yer life in more ways than ya know."
Taking two steps into the house waddling with his bow legs to the right and left, his eyes shifted up to Shannon. "So...." he said with a pucker of his lower lip, "Ya think she's perdy?"
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2007, 1:05 am |
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Mort's eyes lowered to the floor, staring at the pair of cowboy boots that stood before him. "What matters that to you?"
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2007, 1:25 am |
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He continued to stare at Shannon, "Well, seeing that we're a little lonely now....since Amy took her love from ya and gave it to some other vermin....maybe this little lady could keep us company....if ya get what I'm sayin'." His dark brown eyes crept their way back toward Mort with a vengence.
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2007, 2:52 pm |
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Shannon nodded a little to Mort and then folded her arms across her chest. "Okay..." She told him softly and then slowly started walking back into Mort's bedroom. She yawned a bit and took off her robe, placing it at the foot of the bed, and then crawling back underneath the covers.
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2007, 9:52 pm |
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"I can't force her to stay. . .I can't force her to love me Mister Shooter. So, go home and leave feeling peachy about it." He rested his hand on the door, and started to close it shut.
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Post subject: Posted: June 3rd, 2007, 10:20 pm |
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Slamming his hand against the closing door, Shooter pushed it back open with his lips tightened. "I don't feel to peachy about it, Mr. Rainey...and you don't look peachy ta have me here either. So, we're even then."
Stepping completely inside, John walked toward the bottom of the dark brown wooden stairs. His eyes shifting toward the room that held Shannon, "Can I ask ya somethin', Mr. Rainey? How do ya know that she won't love ya? Have ya ever.....well....have ya ever tried ta get 'friendly' with her?" His yellow teeth gleamed from the smirk now plastered on his face.
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