My computer needs a good toss out a three story window because it continues to crash and I lose all the progress I make in these stories. Updates MIGHT take longer, but I have other means so I can try to work around this small setback.

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"What are you guys worried about?" Tyler asked. He had been noticing Samuel's twitching from the back seat all night and Trevor had been silent since the two entered his car from the parking garage and the entire ride to the fields where they were just about to get out and smoke.

Samuel stole a glance with Trevor before getting out of the car, leaving the shorter boy to tell Tyler about their most recent set back.

"Um, the uh, the campus police were talking today and uh, they…I guess they called in the FBI to work the case about the dead girls." Trevor said nervously. He watched Tyler closely for his temper to rise to the top as it did so many times when they were talking about her.

Tyler bit the inside of his cheek before stepping out of the car, Trevor following close. Samuel had already gone around to the back of the large van and opened the back doors, making enough room for the three to sit comfortably as they smoked and drank a few beers.

Finally, after the two college boys couldn't take it anymore, Samuel spoke up. "So what do you want us to do about it? I mean these guys ain't university police guys, this is the fucking FBI."

Trevor chuckled and blew a puff of smoke at them before responding.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?" Trevor repeated.

"Yea. We do nothing. We should have no reason for the FBI to suspect us of any crime." He paused to take a drink of beer and a few more puffs of smoke. "My grandfather taught me a lot of secrets about my family and I've picked up tips and tricks on how to get away with things. We did the rituals perfectly,"

"With a little added bonus on the second chick." Trevor added, smiling nervously. Tyler chuckled again.

"Yea, and we also cleaned up our mess and took out our trash. It's nearly impossible to track us down." He smiled as he stood up and flicked his cigarette to the ground, stepping on it. "Guys, you're young. We still have another few days before I discover who the next descendent of that bitch is so in the mean time, relax and enjoy college." He laughed at his joke as he walked around to the front of the van.

Trevor, who had been drinking in every word the older man said, got up to and began pushing out the empty bottles and cigarette butts out of the van and onto the ground. Finally, Samuel slammed the back doors shut.

"Dude you ok?" Trevor asked.

"Yea I guess." Samuel responded. "Just a little freaked you know?"

"Relax. You heard Tyler. He'll take care of it." He smiled and slapped Samuel on the back. "We're doing a good thing here alright? These girls are her decedents and we need to get rid of them before they get rid of people like Tyler. Their dangerous and we're just helping move the world along."

From the front seat, Tyler watched Trevor consol Samuel. The youngest of the group, though he was taller than Trevor and nearly matched his size, Samuel worried him the most. Reaching into his shirt, he pulled out the vial of blood that he kept around his neck and began to stroke it as he thought about ways to kill the next girl and keep Samuel silent.

"Let's go man." Trevor hopped in the front seat as Samuel hesitantly climbed into the back. Tyler only nodded and started up the van, heading back to campus.


Months of waiting and you get the shortest update ever! Well technically I guess you could say chapter three was written in two parts and I'm still working on the second part and...yea yea yea excuse excuse excuse. I will never ever ever ever take that long to update again and NEVER will my updates be this short! I am very sorry you guys, but stay tuned. Profile is coming up and killer twist and turns along the way (no pun intended).

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