The Hook

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   We stared at the limb body. It wasn't the greatest choice after an attack, but we didn't know what to do at this point.

  Sydney's flashlight beamed at the the pale body.

"What do we do now?" Sam asked.

"Uhm.. Molly has the car keys in her pocket... We can report it to the police?" I suggested.

"Okay..." San kneeled down to the corpse. She slid her hand into Molly's worn out front pockets. "None here"

"Back pockets..?" Sydney replied.

Sam sighed as she gently turned the lifeless body around. We shrieked in fear.. A hook. In her back... How.. Who..

Why?

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