Part 18
Marcus Peyton walks down the hall, container of coffees in his hands, and bag of chocolate croissants in his teeth. He walks quickly, he senses something has happened in the back of his mind, but he really can't place it. John must be having a fit, Marcus hasn't been gone for too long, but if Rich came to the apartment, and He and George are doing anything that looks loving, John will have a fit. Marcus, was not gay, but he would not hold anything George did with Rich,-or- any other male he choose, against him. George had chosen this path, and if its what made him happy, who was Marcus to say anything against it. He knew knowing the situation that George would do nothing too x-rated, right now. Though, he is sure, even if they were only cuddling John would be getting goosebumps. But John had volunteered for the same reason, Marcus had, because George was their friend, and he needed their help. He had also been through enough today, and it was time to bring Rich Warren down, for hurting George and for the others he had terriorized, today.
He opens the door to the video room with his hip. He expects some remark from John as he walks in. Marcus notices the situation when he is first able to walk in. He sets the coffee and bag down quickly, and checks John's pulse. Its there, but barely, and hes lost a lot of blood. He picks up the phone nearby, and gets a secretary. "Call an ambulance!We have a possible corpse on our hands!!!" he shouts into the phone, and hangs up.
He notices the messege "I miss you, Sam." on the screen which reveals, John walking into the living room with a man, with slicked back black hair. Rich and George are on separate ends of a small balck couch.
"John" pushes the person unto the floor. "Sit in a chair!" Marcus hears, as he begins to cut the tape and rope binding John.
John flutters his eyes opens. He gives a slight cough. His eyes stare at the screen. "He dressed up as me..." He says with a small laugh that hurts his throat.
"Be quiet, you've losted a lot of blood and it will make you weaker." Marcus tells him.
"NOW, the trial will begin, what's your full name?" 'John' asks, coming towards Rich.
"Richard Warren." He answers quietly. He starts to inch closer to George on the couch, but decides against it.
"Why would he be putting Rich on trial?" Marcus wonders out loud. John shakes his head feebly.
The phone rings, Marcus picks it up. "Ambulance on their way sir." The secretary answers.
"Okay." Marcus says, and hangs up. "We're going to get you to a hosptial, and I'll let Bailey and the other know what's going on, and we will get both Jack and Rich today."
John nods, and his eyelids flutter close again. Marcusnotices a vent above John's head open, and a piece of rope hanging down, dripping with blood. " Be right back." He tells John. He goes out to get the security guard, so he has a witness when he pulls the rope down. A guard rushes back with him, he tells the secretary to see the hospital can aquire two stretchers. She nods her head of mousy brown hair, and picks up the phone. The guard and Marcus race back, the guard stays by the door, and his intense blue eyes gaze up, as Marcus slips on a pair of gloves, and pulls down the end of the rope, very carefully, slowly something begins to scrap along the vent loudly, and soona mutilated body,bloated, and blue, swings softly next to John and Marcus, as a cascade of dry ice crumbles down to the ground.
(more to come)
Marcus Peyton walks down the hall, container of coffees in his hands, and bag of chocolate croissants in his teeth. He walks quickly, he senses something has happened in the back of his mind, but he really can't place it. John must be having a fit, Marcus hasn't been gone for too long, but if Rich came to the apartment, and He and George are doing anything that looks loving, John will have a fit. Marcus, was not gay, but he would not hold anything George did with Rich,-or- any other male he choose, against him. George had chosen this path, and if its what made him happy, who was Marcus to say anything against it. He knew knowing the situation that George would do nothing too x-rated, right now. Though, he is sure, even if they were only cuddling John would be getting goosebumps. But John had volunteered for the same reason, Marcus had, because George was their friend, and he needed their help. He had also been through enough today, and it was time to bring Rich Warren down, for hurting George and for the others he had terriorized, today.
He opens the door to the video room with his hip. He expects some remark from John as he walks in. Marcus notices the situation when he is first able to walk in. He sets the coffee and bag down quickly, and checks John's pulse. Its there, but barely, and hes lost a lot of blood. He picks up the phone nearby, and gets a secretary. "Call an ambulance!We have a possible corpse on our hands!!!" he shouts into the phone, and hangs up.
He notices the messege "I miss you, Sam." on the screen which reveals, John walking into the living room with a man, with slicked back black hair. Rich and George are on separate ends of a small balck couch.
"John" pushes the person unto the floor. "Sit in a chair!" Marcus hears, as he begins to cut the tape and rope binding John.
John flutters his eyes opens. He gives a slight cough. His eyes stare at the screen. "He dressed up as me..." He says with a small laugh that hurts his throat.
"Be quiet, you've losted a lot of blood and it will make you weaker." Marcus tells him.
"NOW, the trial will begin, what's your full name?" 'John' asks, coming towards Rich.
"Richard Warren." He answers quietly. He starts to inch closer to George on the couch, but decides against it.
"Why would he be putting Rich on trial?" Marcus wonders out loud. John shakes his head feebly.
The phone rings, Marcus picks it up. "Ambulance on their way sir." The secretary answers.
"Okay." Marcus says, and hangs up. "We're going to get you to a hosptial, and I'll let Bailey and the other know what's going on, and we will get both Jack and Rich today."
John nods, and his eyelids flutter close again. Marcusnotices a vent above John's head open, and a piece of rope hanging down, dripping with blood. " Be right back." He tells John. He goes out to get the security guard, so he has a witness when he pulls the rope down. A guard rushes back with him, he tells the secretary to see the hospital can aquire two stretchers. She nods her head of mousy brown hair, and picks up the phone. The guard and Marcus race back, the guard stays by the door, and his intense blue eyes gaze up, as Marcus slips on a pair of gloves, and pulls down the end of the rope, very carefully, slowly something begins to scrap along the vent loudly, and soona mutilated body,bloated, and blue, swings softly next to John and Marcus, as a cascade of dry ice crumbles down to the ground.
(more to come)