["You may begin the recording."]
"Already did, thanks, Bea..."
["Don't call me that."]
"Sorry... uh... the time is 4:45 AM... uh.. I'm tired as hell and standing in the cold nearby the uhhh... Hardware store is it?"
["Yes, Luther. Stop being dense."]
"I can't control that."
[*audible groan*]
"SORRY- Sorry... I'll get on with it... Let's see... Ah fluff- the uh... The door is jammed. I unlocked it but it still won't budge..."
["Break a window. We'll pay for it later."]
*The sound of glass shattering can be heard.*
"It's... really dark in here..."
["There should be a switch to your left."]
"..."
["Officer?"]
"There's... blood everywhere, ma'am."
["Is there a body?"]
"No... it's just a trail of blood."
[*sigh* "Okay- Then you should follow it, officer.]
"But-"
["The faster you do this, the faster you can finish."]
"...Fine..."
...
...
["Found anything?"]
"It leads back to a uh... employees room."
["You're a cop. You can go in there."]
"O-oh... yeah, I can..."
...
...
"There's blood everywhere."
["Is there a body."]
"No... It's just.. Everywhere- the floor is soggy... Uh.. there's a table with scratches all over it too."
["Anything else?"]
...
"A... computer."
["Shit... okay- get out of there for now, we can do a follow-up with more people, we don't need to lose any more officers."]
"What. MORE? What the hell do you mean 'more officers'?! You lost people? You gone mad, Beatrix?!-"
["Calm yourself down. And get back to the station."]
"YOU-"
[We'll talk about it when you get there.]
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HorrorA concept .FLA that I worked on! Everything in this story is fictional and should not be taken too seriously. BFB/TPOT/XFOHV belongs to Jacknjellify (Micheal and Cary, of course,) and the characters used do not belong to me. If you make another rend...
