Part 2 of the lps getting away with murder
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Point of view: Katie
So I just got back from shopping and everyone wanted me to meet them at Goldstone Park for some reason. I mean they all hate me for a numerous of things like trying to break Britney and Kevin up because I was being petty, for almost killing Anna 2 years ago, and for just being the motherly figure I was supposed to be honestly.
When I got there I thought to myself "dang, I should of never came here." Scott and Spencer got closer to me and then my vision fades to black. . .
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I woke up inside of a compacted space kind of like a cage but big like a jail cell. I had bruises on my stomach and arms that were a very deep purple. It didn't really hurt as much as it did about an hour and fifteen minutes ago. To my left side I see Jennifer and River bruised up way worse than me. A few moments later, I see Anna walking up to us.
"Well, well, well, look who decided to wake up at a nice time like this," she began to say, "how was your sleep guys?"
"Let me go. What are you crazy," River cried begging for mercy.
While Anna was explaining to River why she was being held captive, I guess Jennifer escaped the cell and was about to call the police. I followed her just to make sure no one else was standing by. Soon I realized I forgot the 2 rules of being a super secretive murderer: always be smarter than the prey and never let them know what you know.
Point of view: Spencer
So while Jennifer and Katie were being frickin idiots calling the police and stuff, Scott came from behind and stabbed both of them killing them. I turned back and saw River shocked as one would be. I signalled to Anna to kill River just so that no one knows about this.
A couple minutes later, we tried to put all of them in the trunk but Katie takes up most of the space. I just realized I have to host my baking show in a few minutes so we have to hurry up and stuff them in there.
"We got to get to the bakery and make it snappy Scott," I shouted.
"Alright, alright, jeez don't have to be so rude," Scott said nonchalantly.
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛6:30 P.M♛┈⛧┈┈•༶
"Welcome ladies, gentleman, and enbies! Today is another episode of "Baking with the Spence!" With our host, obviously, Spencer! Everyone give a round of applause," the stage manager announced.
Everyone was cheering and clapping loudly when I was coming up on set.
"Hello everyone! It is I, the magnificent Spencer and today I will be Baking up my famous cherry pies with my 2 lovely special guests: Anna and Scott! Give a warm round of applause," I cheered.
Anna and Scott walked up on set while the people were clapping uproariously.
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🦋8:45 P.M🦋
Point of view: Scott
After the show we were trying to hurry up to the graveyard until I ran out of gas.
"Perfect, now how are we supposed to get there," Spencer questioned.
"I'll call up Trinity to see if they could help us," Anna cooed.
After what seemed like fifteen minutes later Trinity finally came.
"What happened here," Trinity said pissed.
"Trinity hey, sorry for calling in such short notice, but could you help us with something," I asked.
"What is it? And make this quick because I'm trying to rewatch back to 1989 for the tenth time this week," Trinity said.
"So, we saw 3 people dead at the park and decided to dig them up a grave. We ran out of gas and we're trying to get to the nearest gas station," Anna paraphrased.
"So was that why I saw Scott dragging our boss and one of the coworkers in a bag," she asked.
"That's not the point miss thing. We just need to go to the graveyard with full gas," I interrogated.
"Okay, there should be one not to far from here on your left," she suggests.
"Thanks for the help," Spencer says.
"Now we can get to the graveyard," Anna cheered.
So we put the gas inside of the car and drove off to the graveyard. It was about a 30 minute drive, so we just jammed out to some music on the radio station while getting there.
We have finally arrived at the graveyard after what seemed like five frickin hours. Anna grabbed the shovels while Spencer and I grabbed the bodies out the trunk. It was about 10:30 at night so the graveyard should still be opened.
We all buried each body in a different spot, set a rose on their tombstone, and walked back to the car. While walking towards the car, I just realized something:
There weren't any police working today.
