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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:08:04 GMT -5
This is where Dr. Jonathan Crane lives. It's a pretty normal house. The walls are white, there's nothing really different about it. A good sized house.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:11:53 GMT -5
Crane drove up to the front of his house and into the garage, which was luckily attatched to the house, so nobody could ask any odd questions. He had gone through a fairly normal work-day, gassed one more person, just because. And overall, he had been in a good mood. Now that he was home he opened the trunk of his car and dragged Allie Moss out of it.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 19:18:57 GMT -5
Allie struggled. She was angry at what he'd done. Laying in the trunk, she'd forgotten that he could do it again. She just wanted the revenge in the same way that she'd want it if he ACTUALLY killed her family members.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:25:35 GMT -5
Crane hissed as he dragged her to the door of his house. "Don't forget that I could do it again, actress."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 19:30:08 GMT -5
Allie winced and stopped struggling. She sighed heavily. She would rather die than have this life. In fact, if Crane was smart he would make sure she COULDN'T kill herself.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:32:37 GMT -5
He eventually got her into the house, dropped his breifcase on the ground and shoved her roughly into a chair, turning around for a second to find some rope.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 19:34:35 GMT -5
Allie swore quietly. The classic tying to the chair would probably work. But she didn't try to run away. She knew that he would catch her.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:38:25 GMT -5
Crane didn't tie her to the chair, he just took her wrists forcefully and tied them behind her back, then throwing her into an armchair and sitting down with his breifcase to do some of his paperwork.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 19:50:25 GMT -5
"Ow," Allie muttered, at both the tightly tied wrists and the being thrown in armchair. And he was doing his PAPERWORK. She sighed.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 19:53:25 GMT -5
Crane sighed in his mind. He was hoping that this would turn out okay, but he had just kidnapped someone, and not only someone, a famous someone. He couldn't think of any way he'd left behind any evidence, but bad things happen. On top of that, now he had someone he had to keep alive. No matter how dead she was going to be inside.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 21:09:45 GMT -5
"Will you keep me here forever?" Allie asked quietly.
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 21:13:01 GMT -5
Crane looked up slowly. "I don't know," he said. "It all depends I suppose."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 21:14:16 GMT -5
"Please don't," Allie whispered. "Please."
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Post by Paroxysm on Nov 19, 2009 21:23:13 GMT -5
Crane scoffed, amused. "There's no garuntees."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Nov 19, 2009 21:25:12 GMT -5
"That's what I thought...." Thinking about it, Allie started to cry. She turned her head to try to hide it.
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