Night Of The Demons 2.5

Part Three: A Mousey Journalist

As news of the newest death at Hull house passes through the town, the rest of the towns residents are fed up with all the bad press the town keeps getting. There were so many calls to the Mayors office he had to call an emergency meeting. Residents from all over town join together in the town square to hear what the mayor has to say. As the mayor steps to the podium a hush goes over the crowd. "As you all have heard by now, there was an accident at the Hull house estate and a man has lost his life, my condolences go out to all of his family and friends." Mayor Bloom looks genuinely sad and worried. The same mousey reporter from the mayor's last meeting stands up. "Sir, are plans to stop the renovation of Hull house in effect." She glances at him then glances down at a notepad. "As of right now the construction is still underway, by haulting construction we would lose a lot of money, not to mention the team would lose their jobs." The town people go into a frenzy. "What about this?", "what about that?" He cant make out anything because everyone is talking over each other. "Yes I understand your frustrations and concerns, however at this time construction will remain underway as they only have a few days left on the job." "The mousey woman raises her hand". "I'm sorry mam but I never caught your name." Mayor Bloom has a puzzled look on his face trying to figure out who this woman even is, and at the same time people in the crowd start looking at each other trying to figure out who she is as well. "I'm Gail Peterson, the new editor of the towns newspaper." She says a little to smug. " Ms. Peterson, what was your question?" The mayor asks. "What exactly do you mean, there is only a few days left on the job? They just started work." She stares intensely at the mayor. "Structurally the house was in better shape than previously believed. With a few 2x4's, a couple new windows here and there, and paint the house is almost back in tip top shape." After this statement Mayor Bloom starts feeling woozy he steps away from the podium, and starts coughing into a handkerchief, he looks down at it and it is filled with blood. He bunches it up and sticks it in his pocket. "No further questions today!" As soon as the words leave his lips the police radios start going crazy. "We have a suicide at the insane asylum, I repeat a suicide at the insane asylum!" The womans voice echoes through the crowd. "Copy that, I'm on my way!" Officer Larry responds. The police and mayor leave at the same time, and once again the crowd is going into a frenzy.

Gale the mousey reporter, runs to her car, she pulls out a cigarette and a huge cell phone. She dials a number and is almost grinning ear to ear, saying to her self "I cant believe it." By the third ring someone picks up. "Arnold Windsor's office how may I direct your call." Says a cheeky receptionist. "Yes, Its Gail I need to speak to Arnold!" She says puffing away at her cigarette. " " Gail, what can I do for you." He asks in an annoyed voice. "Do I have a story for you, a death at Hull house and a suicide, all within 24hrs." She seems almost too happy . "Holy shit, you were right, that town is where the story is at." He says surprised. "We will have the biggest story our paper has ever had! She hangs up, and starts laughing to herself. She adjusts the rear view window to see herself. "You are gonna be the next big journalist, your are gonna be bigger than Barbara Walters." She says smugly to herself. She puts out her cigarette, and pulls out a bright red lipstick and touches up her makeup. She starts the car and almost spun her tires trying to get out of the parking lot. She drives straight to the morgue where she sees a handsome guy working at the front office he had thick black hair, big beautiful brown eyes and the smoothest porcelain skin. "How may I help you?" he says barely looking up from his paperwork. "Yes, I was wondering if you could tell me the name of the suicide victim, being brung here?" She says trying to be seductive. The handsome asian man who looked no older than 30 took one look at her and said, "sorry that information is classified at the moment!" He goes back to doing his paper work. Gale reached in her purse and pulls out three 100 dollar bill's and places them on his paperwork. He looks around to make sure no one else is close by, he grabs the money and puts it in a pocket in his scrub top. "Look I dont have much information, all I have is it is a female 19 years of age named Terri..." he couldn't make out the last name because it was smudged. Gale's eyes light up. "Thank you that's all I need to know." Her eyes are huge and bright. She rushes outside, she can barely contain herself. As soon as she heard the name Terri she knew exactly who it was, the girl who murdered her parents when she was only 10 years old, self proclaimed survivor of demon possession and survivor of the last massacre at Hull house. Her smile is going from ear to ear she looks like the joker, and she doesn't even care. She gets back in her car adjust the mirror once more, and takes off her wire rim glasses, but shes not done. She puts her hand on top of her head and removes a mousey brown wig. Underneath is a beautiful head of flaming red hair. She runs her fingers through her hair and it lays perfectly. She laughs manically as she turns the key and spins out of her parking spot, her next destination Hull house.