Disclaimer- I Don't own the characters, or the names of most of the new characters. All i did was write the story. Also, this is an introduction to get feedback. I won't be posting anymore until i am done with the entire story, otherwise i will never get it done. :)
"He's no longer handicapped. He's walking, talking, he remembers pretty much everything, we can't keep him locked up. He's a grown man. He's said he wants to leave. We have to. It's against the law to keep him locked up. I'm sorry miss..."
"If he leaves he'll try and find her. She got him here in the first place. Almost killed, in a coma for 6 months, all that trouble just to remember who he is."
"It's his life. You can't keep him locked up forever. I studied psychology for years, it's not good to keep him locked up. He needs to be out in the world."
Leaving, defeated, Mrs. Meeks walked out of the room, glancing at her son. She would not be seeing Randy anymore, he wouldn't allow it. He was leaving the hospital, finding Sidney and finally telling her how he felt. The first thing he remembered when he came out of his coma was Sidney. That was 2 years ago. It upset his mother, and she kept him locked up for it.
Shaking his doctors hand, Randy stood, smiling. "Thank you." He said. Randy was free to leave. He grabbed his bag and walked out the door. The only thing he carried was $100. He had no job, no place to go, no one to talk to. But he would, once he found Sidney.
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At 24, Sidney Prescot was living in Hollywood and dating a detective, Mark Kincaid, who also happened to be her boss. She was his assistant, after all that she had been through, she wanted to help people who were in similar situations that she had been in, perhaps preventing them.
Sidney was truly happy. She had been dating Mark for four months, and finally felt safe. Dewey and Gale had just gotten married, and also resided in Hollywood, which Gale loved.
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Gale was now the host of a prime time talk show called 100% Gale, taking the place of Cotton's old show. She was married to Dewey, and was happier than she had ever been. She wrote another book, but this time it was about her, how she got to the top, and what she did to people. It sold millions of copies. Gale had finally revealed who she was, and started a new.
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Dewey also worked with Kincaid but an at the desk job. He examined evidence, fingerprints, that sort of thing. He was respected by his coworkers and finally taken seriously.
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Walking to a quaint diner, Sidney and her new friend Roxie Hart, another coworker of hers, Began talking about Sidney's past. Roxie was a great girl, when she wasn't talking about Sidney and her near death experiences. She was always fascinated by them.
As they walked into Mecs, the diner, Sidney heard a familiar voice call her name. "Sidney!"
Sidney turned to see the face of Lois Gayheart, a girl she went to college with. She was in some Omega Sorority. "Lois? What are you doing here in California?"
"I'm out here to become an actress."
"Wow, I hope that goes well for you," she said, looking at her watch. "I have to go- I told Dewey I'd meet him at the office in ten minutes. It was great seeing you."
"You too.
Sidney said good bye to Roxie and walked away rolling her eyes. Lois had tried to get her to join the sorority in college, but she would have nothing of it.
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Roxie had just gotten back from a date with John, a guy she met about 2 weeks ago. He was older, much older actually, 40 or so. He never outright told her how old he really was. But she liked him nonetheless and had a great time with him.
She was getting ready to lie down when she heard her phone ring. "Hello?"
"Hello Roxie," someone said. She knew the voice all to well. Sidney had told her about the voice countless times.
"Hello..." She said, trying her best to hide her fear.
"Ever felt a knife pierce your skin? Cold metal from a gun against your neck?"
"Look, who is this?"
"Me." Click.
A masked figure jumped out at her, knife in hand, and slit her throat.
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"He's no longer handicapped. He's walking, talking, he remembers pretty much everything, we can't keep him locked up. He's a grown man. He's said he wants to leave. We have to. It's against the law to keep him locked up. I'm sorry miss..."
"If he leaves he'll try and find her. She got him here in the first place. Almost killed, in a coma for 6 months, all that trouble just to remember who he is."
"It's his life. You can't keep him locked up forever. I studied psychology for years, it's not good to keep him locked up. He needs to be out in the world."
Leaving, defeated, Mrs. Meeks walked out of the room, glancing at her son. She would not be seeing Randy anymore, he wouldn't allow it. He was leaving the hospital, finding Sidney and finally telling her how he felt. The first thing he remembered when he came out of his coma was Sidney. That was 2 years ago. It upset his mother, and she kept him locked up for it.
Shaking his doctors hand, Randy stood, smiling. "Thank you." He said. Randy was free to leave. He grabbed his bag and walked out the door. The only thing he carried was $100. He had no job, no place to go, no one to talk to. But he would, once he found Sidney.
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At 24, Sidney Prescot was living in Hollywood and dating a detective, Mark Kincaid, who also happened to be her boss. She was his assistant, after all that she had been through, she wanted to help people who were in similar situations that she had been in, perhaps preventing them.
Sidney was truly happy. She had been dating Mark for four months, and finally felt safe. Dewey and Gale had just gotten married, and also resided in Hollywood, which Gale loved.
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Gale was now the host of a prime time talk show called 100% Gale, taking the place of Cotton's old show. She was married to Dewey, and was happier than she had ever been. She wrote another book, but this time it was about her, how she got to the top, and what she did to people. It sold millions of copies. Gale had finally revealed who she was, and started a new.
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Dewey also worked with Kincaid but an at the desk job. He examined evidence, fingerprints, that sort of thing. He was respected by his coworkers and finally taken seriously.
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Walking to a quaint diner, Sidney and her new friend Roxie Hart, another coworker of hers, Began talking about Sidney's past. Roxie was a great girl, when she wasn't talking about Sidney and her near death experiences. She was always fascinated by them.
As they walked into Mecs, the diner, Sidney heard a familiar voice call her name. "Sidney!"
Sidney turned to see the face of Lois Gayheart, a girl she went to college with. She was in some Omega Sorority. "Lois? What are you doing here in California?"
"I'm out here to become an actress."
"Wow, I hope that goes well for you," she said, looking at her watch. "I have to go- I told Dewey I'd meet him at the office in ten minutes. It was great seeing you."
"You too.
Sidney said good bye to Roxie and walked away rolling her eyes. Lois had tried to get her to join the sorority in college, but she would have nothing of it.
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Roxie had just gotten back from a date with John, a guy she met about 2 weeks ago. He was older, much older actually, 40 or so. He never outright told her how old he really was. But she liked him nonetheless and had a great time with him.
She was getting ready to lie down when she heard her phone ring. "Hello?"
"Hello Roxie," someone said. She knew the voice all to well. Sidney had told her about the voice countless times.
"Hello..." She said, trying her best to hide her fear.
"Ever felt a knife pierce your skin? Cold metal from a gun against your neck?"
"Look, who is this?"
"Me." Click.
A masked figure jumped out at her, knife in hand, and slit her throat.
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