AN: Subtitled, 'I Know What You Did On Friday'. And Arlen is a small town. Everyone knows where everyone lives. (Granny's just scary enough to keep people away, that's all.)

The Puppeteer Patient 120402-Given what little resources I had, I was mostly pleased with the results. He lies. He spent a week home sick afterwards. Coincidence. Bull shit, you felt guilty. I hadn't planned for that, but it was Karmic. Whatever. Wuss.

Christineoftheopera-I dealt with mine. Poisoned 'em all. They had it coming, it couldn't be helped. They sort of did. It was still kind of awkward, though, trying to make small talk while waiting for it to kick in. This is true. Especially when they started screaming mid-conversation.

Just-Me-and-My-Brain-Unintentionally, though I suppose it was. It certainly lacked...everything, really. Sloppy work. I could do better in my sleep now. Remember mine was all messy, it could have been worse. True enough. I told you to be careful with the pipe.

They didn't mean to kill him. They only meant to spook him, how were they supposed to know he couldn't swim?

They'd picked him up despite his thrashing and shouting and thrown him in the water. It was just the pond, nothing was gonna happen.

Then he'd gone under and hadn't come back up and Sherry had finally made Bo go and get him. He was pale and unmoving and he didn't seem to be breathing.

Naturally, they panicked and got the hell out of there.

Now, lying in her pink bedroom (god, it's childish, but she can't bring herself to do anything about it), she starts to shiver. What if he drowned? She'd be responsible…and he'd be dead…she never wanted him to be dead. She didn't…doesn't…particularly like him, but she never wanted him to be dead. It's not his fault he's a weirdo.

She rolls over and tells herself that he's fine. He'll probably rat them out for cheating or something the first chance he gets, but he's probably at home now, reading some giant, boring book.

But what if he drowned?

Someone will find him soon if he did-will they know? Will they know who did it? It was an accident, they were just joking around, honest…

A figure moves outside and she sits up. Bo's early-she wasn't expecting him until later.

She cracks the window to hiss at him to go away, her parents are still here, and feels the breath catch in her throat.

It's not Bo at all, it's Jonathan Crane.

At least he's not dead…but why's he moving like that? Crap, did he get a concussion or something?

"Watcha lookin' at?"

Her kid sister Ann comes in.

"Nothin'. Get out, you didn't knock."

"Aw, c'mon, lemme see." She's elbowed out of the way. "Uh…weeds?"

She looks again. Jonathan's gone.

She shudders and pulls the drapes. She's not in the mood tonight, after all.

"Thought I saw an animal." she lies. "C'mon, let's go play Monopoly or something."

THE END