4-07-2024.
1:14 pm. Actors in place.
The curtain rises.
'Lights camera action,' Donatel announced.
8:23 p.m., time posed.
One night, Tonya listens to the loons, and she walks down the old dirt road.
She comes upon a wreck, a few rail-cars lying in an open field. Curiosity gets the best of her. She decides to be a little nosy.
She stumbled upon a railcar and decided to look around.
She finds a small black box in a corner, and she opens it. It contained paper clippings of a Heiress killing, the legendary woman. Heading news of a woman believed to be the daughter of a Mafia gang leader dying at the hands of a rival gang leader, no name mentioned.
Tonya reads the chilling words, 'It's a dirty rotting shame, Miss Fontaine, found brutally murdered. No murder weapon was found, and two stab wounds were found in the chest. It is not clear whatsoever what happened. Anyway, you can believe that her family is taking it pretty hard.
Jill Fontaine is well-known for her beauty. Her hand is missing, that's strange. Who wants to have a hand?
It's a chilling mystery of the young celebrity. She will be missed by many.
Everyone is in prayers for her family. There were ropes by the rails. Was she tied up in ropes? Who would want to harm Miss Fontaine?
A message was found, leaving people confused about whether she wrote it or was forced to write it.
The message reads, 'Don't look for me. I now wear the regional flag, and it fits perfectly well, around my neck. I am sorry to waste any more precious time. I am sending my best wishes. My private life sucks.
Whomsoever finds this, tell the young marine man, at the civilian post, that I had no idea of the fallen fate. I feel that I must do the adult thing. It was an accident, and I couldn't run anymore. No, money was not a factor. I cry every night while my pimp raises his gun. The horrible things I had to do. Holding onto faith, doing shameful acts, drugs are bad, and my tears flow freely. Sincerely, J. Fontaine.
'That's a wrap,' Donatel announced.
The curtain falls.
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