Author's Note: This one was really weird. I got kind of bored and thought about what would happen if a woman was found in the cornfield watching Mort Rainey and his split personality John Shooter through a window. Well this was what I saw.
Disclaimer: Honestly I own nothing! I swear on pain of death all of these characters belong to Stephen King. And the director of the movie Secret Window. Oh and also a great thanks to Johnny Depp for he inspired this, i would have never gotten the character right without him!
Stupid Pilgrim
I woke up to find my stove on fire, "I must have left the stove on before I fell asleep." I thought to myself, "No you didn't pilgrim, you and I both know why you set that stove on fire." I shook my head viciously, "No I don't!" I hollered to my empty cabin. I shook my head, "Course you do, pilgrim. You need me. You made me to fix your story." Shooter's southern drawl disturbed my thoughts, "I fixed the ending! What do you want!" I yelled as I brushed my hair out of my face, "Not the old story. Everybody Drops the Dime, has a perfect ending. You, Tom, and I all know that." I tried to shake him out of my head, "Who's Tom!" I was yelling as I moved the boiling water from the stove, "I'm sure in time her death will be a mystery, even to me. Tom Downey said as he helped himself to another ear of corn off the steaming bowl." The man in the black bowler's hat said as he snapped shut the book I had wrote when I went through my nasty divorce, "What story then!" I was angered by his ignorance of how he had and would destroy my life if I didn't destroy him, "The sequel, pilgrim." I shook my head as I pulled out my Pall Mall pack, "Help yourself to a ciggy. Your darling wife Amy, wouldn't approve very much would she?" I screamed in horror, "Don't talk about her! You killed her." I shoved my finger in his face, "Mr. Rainey, you and I both know I did what you wanted me to do. That is why you created me, to do the things you weren't man enough to do. Isn't that right?" He taunted. I ran at him but I fell through him and ran into the stairs, "Just like the ending of your story. You couldn't think of ever doing anything that vile. But hey the character deserved it as much as Amy did." I broke my new mirror. I grabbed a piece, "Shooter! Listen to me Shooter. You won't die unless I do too, isn't that right? Well I'll see you in…" "He stabbed himself . Stupid pilgrim isn't Mr. Rainey? I'm not Mort Rainey, Mr. Rainey is gone. I took care of him, but don't worry I didn't hurt him, he took the cowards way out it was nice and clean, but I'm not sure if your death will be the same. My dearest apologies but I can't have you sneaking around here in Mr. Rainey's and my home can I? Goodbye reader, you were such a good darling, till now. "
