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𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 | 4746
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𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ;
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"𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒? Cut it out." Ray says as he laughs a bit.
"Ray, you've realized right? I've set a trap for three people." Norman then asks.
"I told Don it was behind my bed, and Gilda was told in the second floor bathroom ceiling. At least, that's what I told you. But I actually told Don the dining hall and I told Gilda the library." He continues.
"The rope behind my bed ended up being gone. So what about the other two spots, should we go over and check them out?" Norman asks sarcastically.
Ray sits himself on the side of the bed, then laying his back down as his legs hung from the side of the bed.
The ravenette begins to start laughing and giggling, then looking back at the male.
"Awh man, and here I thought I was doing so well." He starts.
He sits up in the bed, crossing one of his legs and placing it on top of the other.
"Yeah your right. I'm the one whose been spying for mom. So, what gave it away?" Ray asks the white-haired male.
"It was when sister first came to the house." Norman begins as he crosses his arms.
"I was disgusted with myself, I suspected you instantly. My own friend, it was really the worst case scenario. I wish that I had been wrong about it. Because you being the traitor would be quite problematic for us. But for the enemy, picking you was the obvious choice." He continues.
"You would be able to provide input to our plans, which would be perfect for keeping control of the situation. You were the best one for the job." He says, finishing.
"Can't get anything past you." Ray says as he smiles at the male, Norman just blinking in response.
"How embarrassing, I walked right into your little trap." The ravenette says.
"There's one more thing. You see, I have a feeling this isn't the first time you've done this. If one of us suddenly started giving Mom tips, i'd doubt she'd be so trusted. Just how long have you been Mom's spy?" Norman then asks the male.
"For a while now. I can't remember when I wasn't her spy, guess you can say that i'm a sheep dog for a shepard." Ray says, surprising Norman a bit.
"You knew about this and helped Mom out anyway?" Norman asks, getting angry at him.
