Cat and Mouse: 1982

VIII: Clue

C&M1988 chapters 8-9

Chapter Eight: Clue

The college group find some solid evidence that seems to confirm everything, Morgan mourns the loss of his sister by hunting down the killer, Blake enquirers Logan as his personal therapist, and spills some suspicious tea, and a park ranger trying to snuff out some old evidence gets their life snuffed out instead.

Morgans perspective

As I wake up, my vision still fuzzy, and the scent of chloroform still burning my sinuses, I can only think of one thing. Marnie. I'm alive, I think at least, but if whoever did this to me didn't kill me, than they must've done it to increase the vulnerability of someone else. And Marnie was right there for the taking, and than I hear it. Screaming, marnies screaming. "MORGAN" she screams, her voice cracking as she holds back tears. "MARNIE IM COMING STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" I scream up the stairs in the direction of where the sound is coming from, I sprint up them so fast I nearly face plant on the shag carpet, turning the corner so hard I slam into the hallway wall and knock a painting off of it, "HELP" she screams once more, it comes from the bathroom to the left of me, I try the knob but it's locked, of course it is, "HOLD ON MARN, IM RIGHT HERE!" I brace myself against the hallway wall and begin kicking with both my feet as the door quakes, and finally, caves in, revealing my sisters mutilated corpse, sitting neatly in a chair against the far wall, a tape recorder on repeat in her lifeless hands, which sit clasped around it on her lap, to my utter despair and horror, her eyes and mouth have been sown shut, her clothes clean to her skin, glued to her with pasty dried blood. and Taped to the recorder is a note. As tears well up in my eyes and I hold back nausea, I forcibly unclasp her rigid grasp, and turn the recorder off, and open the note.

"Snitches get stitches, so mind your goddamn business"

Leslie's perspective

Jenny, Dana, and Jerry sit by me on my bed as I take out my notepad, and our session of serial killer stopping plan of action is written up. "We need to start by finding a way to know where the killer is, to know what his routes are" I say confidently, "if we know that, we'll know the best room to rig for our trap" jenny nods silently. "How do we do that though, the lodge is 80 years old, it doesn't have CCTV or anything" dana butts in readily, "it doesn't, but I do!" She reaches into her backpack and pulls out a Velcro bag, unzipping it to reveal a video camera. "I was gonna use it to shoot some wildlife or something, y'know? Make a collage or scrapbook for us, but I think this takes priority." "How long does it last?" Jerry asks apprehensively, "at full battery it lasts 4 hours, so far the majority of the attacks have happened between dusk and dawn, I can set it up in several places over tonight, and see what we capture" she concludes.

Jenny's perspective

"So what happens when we know his route?" I ask curiously, assuming it won't be as easy as it seems, since it never is. "Easy, we get him flustered" my brother adds. "What do you wanna do, catcall him?" I ask sarcastically. "Not that kinda flustered dumbo" he responds passive aggressively, but with a playful tone. "We disorient him" Dana chirps back in. "How though? This guy has proven before he can take some pretty serious shit from us and still walk away virtually unharmed" 
Leslie smirks. "You think he'll walk away unharmed from a bear trap?" Dana's jaw practically hits the floor. "The killer has used the darkness to their advantage so far, it's easy to get people on edge and nervous when they can't see you, so we use that against him this time" jerry chuckles. "The bastard will walk right into it, he never expects us to be prepared like that, so why should he be?" Leslie nods. "Exactamundo" and that's when Morgan walks solemnly into the room, his hands sticky with blood, and his eyes puffy from tears. I have a feeling we are about to receive some certified shitty news.