Rheine
Stabby McStabface
Jessica Hayden
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Jessica didn't like how the man looked. His body language, his eyes...all seemed to be always alert and suspicious. Not to mention the bloody pipe!
She reminded herself to try to veil her suspicion and fear, although she feared that she was too late. But at least the stranger didn't seem hostile...yet.
"That's good. I'm alright. Well..." The stranger chuckled to himself. Not a carefree and joyful chuckle, but a rough one. "As alright as I can be after slaughtering one of those monster curs. Again."
The man just called some stray dogs 'monsters'. Was he just delusional? Or maybe the dogs really did have some kind of disease.
"And speaking of monsters..." He began in a serious, ponderous tone as he lowered the pipe, glancing at the park from the corner of his eye. "Have you seen other people here? Because if so, I suspect they're in danger. Or - if you excuse the expression - in very deep ****."
"I-I do excuse the expression," Jessica once more began to speak nonsense out of nervousness, a bad habit of hers since God knew when. "Ah...I'm sorry. I mean...by monsters, you mean the dogs, right? Do they have some kind of disease? They must be pretty dangerous if you had to kill one of them with that pipe..."
For some reason, Jessica couldn't look away from the pipe. She had seen blood before, but the bluntness of the pipe, covered with blood - and it looked fresh, as if the man had just beaten a dog to death just a few minutes before - was different from anything she'd ever seen. And she began to notice that there were blood stains on his clothes too.
Thankfully, she was more of a cat person.
Then Jessica remembered that the man had just asked a question, and she felt compelled to answer. Something about the man...his aura, if you would, made her feel obliged to answer. She had never been able to exert herself to a person like him, whose dangerousness could be felt from far away.
"Oh, and other people? I...I actually just arrived here myself, but I did see a group of people in the park. There was a commotion there, but I wasn't close enough to see what was going on. Do you...do you think you...we...should check it out?"
Jessica hoped that the man would just go by himself.
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Inventory
Shoulder bag:
Laptop and its charger
Spare underwear (1)
Checkered shirt (1)
Bottled water, 1.5L
Ham sandwich
Camera bag:
SLR Camera
Spare battery
Spare memory card
USB
Jeans' pockets:
Wallet
Smart phone (has built-in flashlight)
Handkerchief
===
Jessica didn't like how the man looked. His body language, his eyes...all seemed to be always alert and suspicious. Not to mention the bloody pipe!
She reminded herself to try to veil her suspicion and fear, although she feared that she was too late. But at least the stranger didn't seem hostile...yet.
"That's good. I'm alright. Well..." The stranger chuckled to himself. Not a carefree and joyful chuckle, but a rough one. "As alright as I can be after slaughtering one of those monster curs. Again."
The man just called some stray dogs 'monsters'. Was he just delusional? Or maybe the dogs really did have some kind of disease.
"And speaking of monsters..." He began in a serious, ponderous tone as he lowered the pipe, glancing at the park from the corner of his eye. "Have you seen other people here? Because if so, I suspect they're in danger. Or - if you excuse the expression - in very deep ****."
"I-I do excuse the expression," Jessica once more began to speak nonsense out of nervousness, a bad habit of hers since God knew when. "Ah...I'm sorry. I mean...by monsters, you mean the dogs, right? Do they have some kind of disease? They must be pretty dangerous if you had to kill one of them with that pipe..."
For some reason, Jessica couldn't look away from the pipe. She had seen blood before, but the bluntness of the pipe, covered with blood - and it looked fresh, as if the man had just beaten a dog to death just a few minutes before - was different from anything she'd ever seen. And she began to notice that there were blood stains on his clothes too.
Thankfully, she was more of a cat person.
Then Jessica remembered that the man had just asked a question, and she felt compelled to answer. Something about the man...his aura, if you would, made her feel obliged to answer. She had never been able to exert herself to a person like him, whose dangerousness could be felt from far away.
"Oh, and other people? I...I actually just arrived here myself, but I did see a group of people in the park. There was a commotion there, but I wasn't close enough to see what was going on. Do you...do you think you...we...should check it out?"
Jessica hoped that the man would just go by himself.
===
Inventory
Shoulder bag:
Laptop and its charger
Spare underwear (1)
Checkered shirt (1)
Bottled water, 1.5L
Ham sandwich
Camera bag:
SLR Camera
Spare battery
Spare memory card
USB
Jeans' pockets:
Wallet
Smart phone (has built-in flashlight)
Handkerchief