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Just another day for me, I woke up, tv still on, I still don't know how this place doesn't get it's power shut off. But whatever.
I got up going to my bathroom, God I'm starting to look like shit again. God damn cops keep coming around this place. And I need to have at least one cop with a bandana. Maybe if I leave something dead they'll tell another cop to bring one. Or some shit. I quickly fixed my hair, and went back to the main room.
I really don't have much, just a king bed covered in fluffy pillows, and blankets I managed to get from my house, a tv with a tv stand that I have to keep up with a dictionary. Still don't know how that thing is standing. I have a huge DVD and CD collection. Again most from my house. A few from some cops houses I ransacked. None with good taste aside John Wick, forest Gump, and beetle juice. The same three every time. My mini fridge, mainly with cheese and soda. And my desk, with art supplies, and my favorite thing. Or things. My film camera, and my photo albums. All of the cops I've killed. One with the hot ones, which are sadly rare, one with all the not so hot ones, and the one with the racist, homophobic, transphobic, and ableist pieces of shit.
I looked through my fabric scraps to see if there was anything I could use as a bandana, and low and behold. There was a ripped up plain T-shirt. So I folded it up tied it up, and was good to go. And I saved up a good amount of money, I might as well go get some stuff while I'm at it.
I got my bag, turned off my stuff and went out, I hope no one sees me come out of the forest. After a bit of walking I got to the sidewalk, and started walking down to my local convenience store. Get some food to stock up on. And maybe a goodie or two.
As I got to the store I got a basket, and went around to get some goodies, bread, jelly, peanut butter, drinks, cheese, and some extra snacks. And a glazed donut just as a treat. I should go to the mall sometime. Get some new clothes or something. I do need film for my camera. Only a few left.
As I went to see what I needed, I suddenly caught a conversation.
“Oh have you heard, that forest where all those cops go missing is gonna have a small taskforce raid it.” A woman said. My eyes raised. What. Maybe I could ask for some info. I went up to them.
“Excuse me, I couldn't help but pick up your conversation. I had been wondering what had been going on in that forest. Do you think you could lend me in?” I asked, faking my voice to sound feminine again. God it was still hard to do after all these years.
“Oh of course!” I tried not to smile too weirdly. “Apparently I heard that around thousands of cops had now gone missing. Finally got the attention of some kind of upper military.”
“Ah, yes. I feel so bad. But also so sad, and worried. All at once. One of my close friends became a cop and they went missing. I miss them and worry about them so much.” I faked my story, it have been easy after all these years, helps me get info about what might go down near or in my place.
“Oh you poor thing. I hope they catch the bastard kidnapping these cops. Or maybe even killing them.”
“I would have to suspect it must be a group of people. One person couldn't possibly do all of this alone.” I hate undermining myself to spread misinformation, but whatever causes more confusion, and gives people more ideas, the less likely they put any kind of connection to me.
“You are right now that I think about it. One person couldn't have kidnapped thousands of cops, it must be a group of many people.” Good. The idea will stick in her head. It'll spread pretty quickly.
“Yes ive had this idea for a while now, and it must be it. I appreciate the information, but I should go. I have plans.”
“Oh of course dear, I hope they find your friend.” Pity she doesn't know. Id love to get her reaction.
“Of course. Even finding him dead would be better than not finding him at all. At least I would know what happened to him.”
“Oh yes of course.”
“Well thank you for the information again.” I said before walking off.
Shit shit shit shit shit! Ive never dealt with a task force before. It's only been one or two cops! I couldn't possibly take a task force. But if they got word that they think it's a group maybe they'll split up.