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Post subject:  Posted: October 4th, 2006, 5:17 pm |
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Shannon scrunched her nose up in disguist with the smell of the food. She wasn't the least bit hungry, so she just looked away from the bowl. She pulled her legs up to her chest, as she sat on her cot. She sighed deeply and rested her head on her knees. 'What am I going to do?' She thought to herself.
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Post subject: Posted: October 5th, 2006, 3:00 am |
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Mort's eyebrows raised. A simple conversation at a time like this was almost unbelievable.
"I uh..."
"Go ahead Mr. Rainey...tell him yer story. Or should I say our story..."
It was the southern voice of John Shooter that echoed through Mort's mind.
Mort suddenly jumped back, with wide eyes. Not him again! No, it couldn't be, not here! Not now!
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Post subject: Posted: October 5th, 2006, 3:09 am |
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After about thirty minutes or so, the ugly officer opened the cell door and quickly pushed Shannon face down onto the concrete floor. He handcuffed her feet roughly and dragged her along the ground by the collar of her straight jacket. "Where do you want her?" he asked two men in suits.
He then dragged her down another long narrow passageway.
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"Well, why don't you 'ell 'im, Mr. Rainey?" came that all too familiar voice. Whether Mort believed it or not, there was Mr. Shooter lying on Mort's flimsy cot.
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"Uh, hello? Mort? I'm waiting for your story," Dan said with a cocked expression of impatience.
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Post subject: Posted: October 5th, 2006, 9:03 am |
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Shannon remained silent, when the men came and got her. She slowly closed her eyes, as she was being dragged. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew that she was going further and further away from Mort. She sighed deeply.
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Post subject: Posted: October 5th, 2006, 2:45 pm |
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Finally, Shannon was dragged into a dark room with a table and lamp hanging above. She was thrown into the chair and loosened of her straight jacket.
Sitting across the table from her, was a middle aged gentleman with a grey suit and black tie. He held a briefcase in front of him. "Shannon, we need to talk." He was extremely serious.
Two security officers stood near the door with their hands crossed in front of their bodies.
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Post subject: Posted: October 5th, 2006, 8:08 pm |
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Shannon blinked a little bit, since she wasn't used to having the light there. She stared at the man in front of her and relaxed in her chair. "Who are you?" She asked him, seeming somewhat angered that she was brought here.
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Post subject: Posted: October 6th, 2006, 2:46 am |
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Mort's eyes shifted, and there he was, John Shooter on the cot, looking directly at him.
Even in a place of solitude, Shooter was there. How Shooter got in there would always be something Mort would never know.
Mort frowned his eyebrows towards John, "Why do I need to tell him...I'm just a writer, nothing more."
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Post subject: Posted: October 6th, 2006, 2:59 am |
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"I'm deputy David and I'm here to ask you some questions in regard to the violations you performed on two police officers of this county," he said with a raised eyebrow.
"I hope you will co-operate with me, Shannon. There can be serious consequences if you don't." He folded his hands on the table and leaned forward.
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"I think ya should 'ell 'im because he asked you, Mr. Rainey. It's manners you know," he pointed his long finger at Mort with a smirk.
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Dan blinked and rubbed his arm nervously, "Uh, what? I don't understand what you just said Mort."
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Post subject: Posted: October 6th, 2006, 3:27 am |
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Mort smirked and shook his head from side to side, feeling his blonde strands fall into his eyes.
"Well, Mr. Shooter, if you were so good with mannors, why don't you tell him yourself..." He bent his eyebrows at the man laying on his cot.
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Post subject: Posted: October 6th, 2006, 8:25 am |
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Shannon took a deep breath and looked down to her lap. "A-Alright." She said softly and then slowly looked back up to the man. "What do you want to know exactly?" She asked him, seeming a little uneasy.
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 2:40 am |
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 2:59 am |
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Dan's eyes shifted from side to side and then he laughed shortly, "Uh, my name is Dan Holster....not Shooter." Smiling uneasily, he stared at Mort.
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"I don't need ta 'ell 'im anythin', Mr. Rainey. You and I we both know that. He can't see me, but he can see you." Mr. Shooter sat up in bed and cracked his knuckles.
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Deputy David grinned. "All right now....how do you know Morton Rainey and why were you with him today?"
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 3:17 am |
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"Come now Mr. Shooter, I'm believing to think you're the one that should be in this straight jacket...you think no one can see you..."
A chuckle of laughter came from Mort's mouth.
It seemed as though he had forgotten all about Dan over there.
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Post subject: Posted: October 7th, 2006, 10:01 pm |
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Dan's eyes shifted and then closed, "Ah...........so you ARE crazy. Oh boy......and I thought I may have someone normal for once." He curled up into a ball away from Mort.
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"I don't think ya get it, Mr. Rainey. He can't see me, so apparently you are crazy." He finger pointed to Dan.
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Post subject: Posted: October 8th, 2006, 1:24 am |
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Mort quickly corrected Shooter, "No no...you do ex-"
Mort stopped short. The brown eyes beneath the glass framed glasses dropped low. A flashback crossed into his mind.
"You don't exist." I said to the voice behind me.
"Me? I exist, Mr. Rainey. I exist because you made me..."
John Shooter's boots thumped down my wooden staircase. He was coming closer to me, but I didn't care. Why didn't I care? Something held me, like how a spider-web holds a fly.
"Gave me my name. Told me everything you wanted me to do. I did them things so you wouldn't have to."
I heard his boots come down onto the floor, and start walking my way. I didn't want to turn around, I didn't want to see his face or his haunting dark suited figure.
"Didn't have the stomach to do it yourself, but you knew I did."
Mort's mind flashed back to reality. His eyes widened and he slowly looked towards the tall lanky figure named Shooter...
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Post subject: Posted: October 8th, 2006, 1:46 am |
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"I told ya Mr. Rainey. You're the one who's crazy," he said with a smirk revealing his yellow teeth. "However, we need ta get out of 'ere. Do you have a plan to do that?" He began to stand up and walk toward Mort.
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"Stop talking!!!" Dan shouted with his hands over his ears. "There's no one there!!! I'm not crazy! You are! You are!!! Mort's crazy! MORT'S CRAZY!!!" His eyes were wild and spastic.
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