Chapter 2
"Claire? Claire? Claire wake up, you're having a nightmare."
Claire Robertson looked up dazed to see her agent Colleen Baker shaking her gently.
"Huh? Oh I must've dozed off." she yawned.
"You were screaming in your sleep. You had a nightmare again didn't you?"Colleen looked at her with concern. "You said they had stopped, Claire."
"They did, well until now. It was him again." she said, softly laying her head back on her desk.
"Mark?"
"No, Scissorman. I was at our cabin in Utah and he just appeared." she muttered.
"Scissorman? Claire, that case was closed ten years ago. I know Mark had gone to Prague to investigate a series of murders similar to those that had happened in 1995, but that's not who killed him." Colleen said, fixing Claire a cup of coffee.
"I was there Colleen. I know what happened." She narrowed her eyes taking the coffee.
"Look you have a new book coming out, now is not the time to be sent back to the psychiatric ward. Now get it together, you have a book signing at Barnes & Nobles in two hours." Colleen said, firmly as she left Claire's office.
Claire sighed as she took a drink of her coffee.
"I spent three years in a psychiatric ward and went through complete hell just to be told that everything that had happened five years ago never happened at all?! This is complete bull shit. Scissorman was......is real. He existed, I saw him. I watched him murder my husband. They tried to cover it up and so far they're doing a damn good job of it, so long as none of those that survived say a word to anyone about what happened." she said, recording her thoughts on her tape recorder.
She pressed the stop button then tucked the recorder into her jacket pocket. She stood up and left the office locking the door behind her.
Two hours later, Claire sat at a table in the Barnes & Noble book store in New York City. There was a long line of people waiting to get their copy of her book titled 'Murderers: The Psychological Analysis of the Worlds Most Feared Killers', signed. Over the years Claire had written many books about criminal psychology, she had even helped in many homicide cases, giving the police her analysis of the murderers'. She looked around as the media arrived. They had been hoping to squeeze a bit of information out of her about her next book for the last three weeks. To be honest she had no idea what her next book was going to be, then the idea hit her.
"Ms. Robertson? If you don't mind, may I ask you a few questions about your next book?" one of the reporters asked.
"Of course." she said, with a smile.
"What is you're next book going to be about? Is it going to be your usual, criminal psychology?" The reporter asked.
"Well sort of. I may take this next one a step further." she replied.
"Can you give any specifics?" The reporter asked, jotting down the answers.
"Not at the moment, no. I still have a lot of research to do." she answered.
The questions continued on and she cleverly answered each one not revealing her real ideas. She planned on going to Prague that following week to dig up some facts and resurface what had long been hidden about Scissorman.
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"Claire? Claire? Claire wake up, you're having a nightmare."
Claire Robertson looked up dazed to see her agent Colleen Baker shaking her gently.
"Huh? Oh I must've dozed off." she yawned.
"You were screaming in your sleep. You had a nightmare again didn't you?"Colleen looked at her with concern. "You said they had stopped, Claire."
"They did, well until now. It was him again." she said, softly laying her head back on her desk.
"Mark?"
"No, Scissorman. I was at our cabin in Utah and he just appeared." she muttered.
"Scissorman? Claire, that case was closed ten years ago. I know Mark had gone to Prague to investigate a series of murders similar to those that had happened in 1995, but that's not who killed him." Colleen said, fixing Claire a cup of coffee.
"I was there Colleen. I know what happened." She narrowed her eyes taking the coffee.
"Look you have a new book coming out, now is not the time to be sent back to the psychiatric ward. Now get it together, you have a book signing at Barnes & Nobles in two hours." Colleen said, firmly as she left Claire's office.
Claire sighed as she took a drink of her coffee.
"I spent three years in a psychiatric ward and went through complete hell just to be told that everything that had happened five years ago never happened at all?! This is complete bull shit. Scissorman was......is real. He existed, I saw him. I watched him murder my husband. They tried to cover it up and so far they're doing a damn good job of it, so long as none of those that survived say a word to anyone about what happened." she said, recording her thoughts on her tape recorder.
She pressed the stop button then tucked the recorder into her jacket pocket. She stood up and left the office locking the door behind her.
Two hours later, Claire sat at a table in the Barnes & Noble book store in New York City. There was a long line of people waiting to get their copy of her book titled 'Murderers: The Psychological Analysis of the Worlds Most Feared Killers', signed. Over the years Claire had written many books about criminal psychology, she had even helped in many homicide cases, giving the police her analysis of the murderers'. She looked around as the media arrived. They had been hoping to squeeze a bit of information out of her about her next book for the last three weeks. To be honest she had no idea what her next book was going to be, then the idea hit her.
"Ms. Robertson? If you don't mind, may I ask you a few questions about your next book?" one of the reporters asked.
"Of course." she said, with a smile.
"What is you're next book going to be about? Is it going to be your usual, criminal psychology?" The reporter asked.
"Well sort of. I may take this next one a step further." she replied.
"Can you give any specifics?" The reporter asked, jotting down the answers.
"Not at the moment, no. I still have a lot of research to do." she answered.
The questions continued on and she cleverly answered each one not revealing her real ideas. She planned on going to Prague that following week to dig up some facts and resurface what had long been hidden about Scissorman.
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