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They're All Dead... (Pt. 2)
"I guess we should check the closet." The rookie replied.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" With that, the detective motioned him over to the door.
"I'm not going to open that! Triple-Rape-Homicides are serious things, I think you should open it. After all, you have the most experience."
Pleased with the rookie's flattery, the detective moved silently over to the door and turned the handle. "Dam**t. It's locked. I guess I'll have to use my shoulder."
And while the detective screwed with the door, the rookie crept unnoticed into the blackness of the room and sat quietly to watch. Suddenly, there was a loud crunch, and the door caved. The detective cheered... but only for a moment because as the door gave way, two more bodies fell from within and landed on top of the poor man.
"Alittle... help... over here..." the detective grunted as he struggled with the weight of a particularly obese rapee.
"Sure I'll help." No sooner were the words spoken, then two shining tendrils shot from the blackness and headed straight for the trapped officer. They connected with his face, latching firmly onto the fleshy parts with tiny little mouths. Before the detective could let out a scream, surging electricity flowed through the lines and into the clamps, filling the detective with such energy that he was paralyzed instantly. The rookie walked out from the darkness, taser in hand, and began to wind up the wire into their coils. After a few minutes of coiling, the detective began to come to.
"Whaa... What just.." And was immediately dealt a blow to head by the rookie's baton.
The rookie stood back to survey the scene. Three bodies in the center of the floor, two fallen from the closet, and an unconscious police officer under that. "I've got to cover this up." He was referring to, of course, the detectives body, not the others. Using his powerful powers of observation, he saw that all of the bodies had been raped before death, and with two more, this was a pentarape-homicide. Sick. He mounted the detective onto one of the bodies, and slapped him until he woke up. Then he shot him in the face.
As the shot rang out, the rookie suddenly heard voices from the first floor.
"Hey! Is everything alright down there? We'll be down in a second, Carl's getting the stuff from the truck to collect all the evidence."
What do you do?
A. Escape
B. Explain your way out of it
You guys are sick...
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