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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 18, 2006 16:07:26 GMT -5
'e sat at t'e table of t'e room starring at t'e pictures of t'e victims' 'is own arm and temple among t'e pitures' 'e sighed' something wasnt right' all of t'e evidence led to dead ends as though it was meant to lead them off trail' 'e srted through t'e mrgue findings lookign for similarities' eyebrows raised finding they had all been shot by t'e same gun in t'e exact same place' 'e started putting together a list of similaritie between t'e victims' back was o t'e door and an ipod sat in 'is auds to give 'im some background music as 'e thought
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 19, 2006 7:39:06 GMT -5
'e sighed nothaving much progress' 'e frowned staring tiredly at t'e pictures
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Chelsea M. M.
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Deep within my eyes lies a past unseen....only if you search you may find it....
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Post by Chelsea M. M. on Jun 19, 2006 14:35:55 GMT -5
she came in quietly, seeing his back turned. she smirked, gagging him tightly hitting him over the head with her gun, she then tied him to the chair in which he was in.. she took the headphones from his ears and wrapped them around his neck, not that tight, yet
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 19, 2006 15:06:45 GMT -5
'e struggled feeling t'e gag tighten on 'is mouth' voids rolled into 'is head as 'e slumped forward when 'e was hit' 'is crania tilted back then forward as 'e was pulled up and tied' 'is locks fell in 'is voids as 'e lay motionless knocked out as blood dripped from t'e back of 'is crania'
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Post by Greg Sanders on Jun 19, 2006 15:08:14 GMT -5
'e came in to find Nick an' saw Chelsea. dxmnit...'e muttered, starting to movve away, voids flicked to Chelsea, then Nick
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 19, 2006 15:09:06 GMT -5
'is crania tilted forward unconscoius
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