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INT. BUS - NIGHT.

Thoughts of Amy once again flooded Trinity's mind as she sat on the local bus about to take an alleged killer, Lamont King up on his offer which involved them meeting up. She checks her phone again—for the hundredth time today it seems. Looking up she notices everyone else on the bus doing the same even the driver took small breaks in between seeing a red light to check his phone.

She thought nothing of it until her shoes touch the pavement.

The street she's let out on is simply beneath her. Her face twists up as she walks through the low-class neighborhood with her items held close. All she could think about is getting robbed or harmed while there and ending up in the graveyard with her friend.

Trinity Walker.
Why here?

Finally, she reaches the abandoned building. She knocks without an answer being spoken she barges on in with her hand over her nose.

Trinity Walker:
Lamont?!

Silence filled the room and floorboards creaked once her sneakers moved along them. She starts to believe that maybe this is all a set up to lure her in so that she too could meet the same tragic fate as her bestie. But just then Lamont King jumps out of nowhere.

His face looks as if he's missed several meals. Sweat was on his forehead and all over his clothes.

Lamont King:
Y-you showed up?

Trinity Walker:
Yes! I got your text now I'm here so now what?

Lamont King:
I didn't do it. I didn't kill Amy.

Trinity wanted to believe this. After all Lamont was never known as an aggressive person at school. Besides leaking his own nudes that one time he was pretty lowkey and chill.

Trinity Walker:
Then who did?

Lamont King:
I don't know maybe she killed herself when I got to the bathroom water was already covering most of the floor and she was already dead.

Trinity Walker:
Did you at least try to help by offering CPR or something?

Lamont King:
(Shakes head in a no.)
She was dead by the time I entered the bathroom and I didn't want to be blamed for it so I left. I know my actions might sound suspicious but trust me when I say that I had nothing to do with what went down in that bathroom.

Trinity Walker:
Well, do you remember anything out of the ordinary that day before you found her dead body?

Lamont King:
No, she was normal.

Trinity Walker:
And her phone?

He glanced down at the phone sticking from his pants pocket.

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