Chapter Fifthteen: The Workers

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Chapter Fifth-Teen

The Workers

A slap to the face woke him up in a instinct. The voice so familiar Moore shot straight up, clutching his chest. His vision was blurry, and unrecognizable. His vision came in, Eron Colly, gave him a weary expression, Moore rubbed his head.

"Where am I?"

"Hospital where else?" He shook his head.

Moore looked around, around to the blank white room. Indeed it was a hospital, but something about this hospital felt different to Moore, beside the two buff men standing with automatic assault rifles, staring blankly at him. The feeling of guilt, and remorse lingered in the room, which gave Moore a gut feeling of heartache, which made his stomach hurt. Moore looked around.

"Where is Joe, who was the man he was with?"

Eron shook his head, he rubbed his eye brows.

 "I don't know, me and Melody heard gun shot's so we ran in here, and a tall man with blond hair, wearing a black suit, told us, he'd take care of it. He let Melody in. I stood out, and called 911, and I ran down stairs to get someone, when I came up, everyone was gone, beside you." 

The word's "Blonde, tall haired man" lingered in his head and kept repeating over and over again. That's when it hit him. Moore threw his feet over, the bed, and stood up. Eron ran to the side of him, to catch him fall if he did. Eron put his hand on Moore's shoulder, Moore took his generosity, he grabbed his shoulder in return, and nodded.

"Okay" Moore said looking around quickly, "Okay, where's my holster, and gun?"

Eron laughed and looked down, Moore looked down at the gown his was wearing, and sighed.

"Okay my clothing." Eron laughed , and pointed to the drawer. Moore nodded, and took his hand off Eron's shoulder, he opened the drawer, clutching his chest, of the sharp pain that hit him. He grabbed his suit, and threw it on the bed, he grabbed his holster and took the gun out, he cocked the gun back. Eron gave him a startled look.

"Moore what are you planning to do."

Moore stared at him for a second, and smiled.

"I know where Alice is at."

 Moore drove the black Cadillac, Eron sat in the passenger seat. Moore kept on glancing over at him, so he would't make any fast movements. He didn't know who he could trust any more. Eron asked and asked where this 'Place' was at, but Moore didn't say a word.

"Joe Hiemer, My best friend. I trusted him with everything."

Eron looked at Moore. "What are you talking about?"

" This place is in the middle of no where, out by that old now dried up lake, on the outskirts."

Moore looked at Eron. Eron nodded. "OK. How do you know about this place?" 

"Where the SN killer back in the 1970's and 80's killed his victims, but on his last victim, a little boy, the boy escaped, SN, had to leave the building, and after that, that's when he stopped killing." 

"There in that place, we found Kyle's DNA, on the broken window near the back by the door."

Eron nodded.

"And as you know probably Kyle's DNA showed up at a few other cases recently." 

Eron stared intently at Moore. " So that's where you think Alice is?" 

Moore nodded. 

"Here's what i think." 

Eron nodded.

"SN, has more then one person working with him."

"How do you know this?"

Moore looked quickly at Eron. "Trust me I know."

Eron didn't question.

"Joe, was a good guy." 

Eron cringed his eye brows. "Obviously not." 

"No. Joe, and I were best friends. All through elementary, middle and high school." 

Moore shook his head. "I never thought he would do something like this." 

"Moore, we don't know what humans are capacble of." 

"My point." 

"What?" 

"The SN Killer is a coward, and makes other people do his dirty job. He took someone who was clse to me, and turned him against me." 

"Ok?" Eron was lost. 

"While in the abandon hospital Alice turned around, and she said something." 

"What she say Moore?" 

"She knew the person she was faced with. The tone of her voice." Moore looked at Eron. 

"She was sad to see the face." 

"What are saying Devin?" 

"May 24th 2012, Noah Johnson died."

"Alice's husband." 

"Yes. At 2:04Am."

Eron's eyes got wide. 

"That's what Gibson told her before the car exploded." 

Moore nodded. "That night, someone was in the car with Noah, who when it crashed walked away."

Eron nodded. "Mhm?" 

"The car lit on fire, but someone in the audience, of-" Moore shook his head "Who watched the car burn, took Sarah out. Noah body was burned, head to toe. Unreconginzeable."

Eron''s eyes got wide. 

"Are you saying what i think you're saying?" 

Moore nodded. 

"Noah you think wasn't actually killed in the crash, and that body was someone elses." Eron said. 

Moore nodded. "And that's who Alice saw when she tuned around, and why Sarah wasn't afraid when he grabbed her." 

"So, Noah, is not the SN killer?" 

"No, Noah is to young to be the killer, but Kyle is the right age to be one, but I think, I think he was just another worker for him, just like Joe."

Eron nodded. "Ok." He sighed. "Now what." 

"We kill his workers." 

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