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-Delrious's POV-
five more days.
Five more days to take him. The strange man pulls up Evans house on video cameras. Evan was currently watching tv, I somehow must get in without him knowing.
The man hadn't properly slept in days. His eyes lined dark from staring at the computer screens, empty cups and crumpled up paper littered the floor, he had grown used to the nervous twitch in his eye.
"How do I get in!" He shouted aloud at no one in particular while throwing everything off the desk. Breathing out a ragged breath he calmed himself by tapping his fingers on the cleared desk. His eyes glued to the monitors as if he looked away for even a second, he may miss an opportunity.
Glancing around the house he made mental notes about everything. No cameras. No pets. No roomates. No security fences or locks. Police are about 25 minutes away. He seems to go to sleep around 10 or 11...
The man started to silently pace about the room, pondering ideas. He mustn't end up like the others. He seems different. As soon as this is over I can get rid of him. He isn't permanent. No one is.
Drugging him is an option.
"No." He shook his head, disaggreeing with himself. "He seems too heavy to have to drag anyway."
Lure him away.
"He's to smart for that."
No, no, think about it, maybe shut off his power, make him come outside. Maybe you could drag him off in a car.
The mans hum could be heard throughout the empty room. Theres no need for a break in.
"That could... maybe... just might work." The room will need fixing though. Maybe locks on doors and windows incase he tries to run away. Impossible, I've never made a mistake. Never. The police don't even suspect me at all. They haven't got a lead or even a clue.
Maybe his friend will get in the way.
He momentarily stopped in the middle of the floor. Well, if that were to happen he'd simply have to take him out. There's no room for any witnesses. No fingers prints, nothing left behind, even a piece of his hair could give him away. But of course he knew this.
The police may have already contacted the FBI but their no threat. Surprisingly they linked the murders to one person. After all, the only thing the local police are best known for is simply laying around all day. Pretending their busy.
Time was needed to set these things up though. Perhaps skip shool tomorrow, after all, the man was much older then what the school thought he was.
I'll need my tools. He called up his only co worker, Though he wasn't the one who did all the dirty work.
"Yes delirious?" Tyler always picked up the first time.
"I need you to drop my things off at the old Davidson workshop at exactly 6 A.M." His voice was steady and emotionless. "Also, don't forget my pliers tomorrow either."
"Don't worry I wont, I'll be there at 6 A.M sharp, oh and delirious?"
I hate questions. He knows that too. The man lets out a low growl. Then takes tyler's pause to stop the conversation.
"Tyler I haven't got time for questions, I already told you what I needed." Silence was the only thing heard around the room.
"Yes sir." Click. Ending the call he quickly looked around for locks. "He" probably doesn't know how to pick a lock.
"Most likely not." He spoke aloud as he carefully placed each lock and spun the code around. He knew every combination, every crevice where the keys were for the doors, and even the memory of everythings location in his hideaway. He double checked that everything was locked except a few doors for tomorrow.
Since there is a slight chance of someone figuring him out. He knew how to be careful, to stay unspotted. To practically not exist.
He needed a small spy to patrol the area just so he'd be sure everything would go smoothly. Using his fingers, he loudly whistled and awaited for his small companion.
The man silently waited as he saw the door knob being turned. His raccoon waddles inside with a chain of keys, delrious smirked at this. He may not have friends but his raccoon had always been like a partner in crime to him.
He crouched down on his knees to meet the raccoons eyes.
"Scuff, I need you to bring the camera and the headlight, you'll be sneaking around his home. Stay out of sight, if someone happens to see you get out of there immediatly." He spoke slowly so Scuff could understand. The coon gave his normal response, a groan and a heavy huff. Though he nodded anyway. Delrious watched as Scuff gave a sassy walk and let out a low hiss while going up the pipe going to floor to floor in the hideaway. Scuff always had his ways of getting around.
"You also need to work on your attitude you know!" He shouted while smirking. Almost instantly he heard Scuff kickin the wall above him, as to say he heard it. Delirous just shook his head in amusement and went back to work. Walking over to the monitors he finally realized how late it had gotten.
2:15 A.M
The tiredness hit him all at once as a deep yawn escaped. I guess I should rest before tomorrow. He nodded to himself and left the information room. He carefully set out a pair of clothes for tomorrow along with a blind fold, a rag, and his last bottle of chloroform. He felt a small smirk creeping up.
That'll definetly make him pass out.
~978 words
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