User blog:AustinDR/Shattered Innocence (Part 2)

Your child is dead. Four words that no parent would want to hear. Rita closed her eyes a few times to take in what the officer had just said to her. Surely this was all some huge mistake. For all she knows, Lincoln was sleeping soundly in bed. She wanted to deny this, she wanted it all to be some awful joke. But it took only a glimpse at her son's bloodied shirt to bring her back into reality. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her husband held her tighter. There was no getting around it. Lincoln, her precious son, was dead. The officers found Lincoln's body hidden in a shallow grave deep within the woods. Lincoln was left in such a grizzly condition, that the authorities could only identify the corpse by his clothes and teeth. Thankfully, the officer saved most of the details from Rita, lest she be thrown into a heart attack. Curiously enough, the haunting sight reminded the officers of a serial killer's handiwork.

The Royal Woods Stalker was what they called this mysterious figure. Many Royal Woods residents have attributed the killer as being behind the disappearances of several children in the neighborhood. Witnesses have claimed that the Royal Woods Stalker is a medium-sized man roughly around his mid-fifties, who also had a graying hairline. However, he had managed to escape the authorities for several years, ultimately causing them to call off the hunt. It seemed as though the infamous child murderer took a cool off period, or at the very least was dead. No reports of missing children ever reared their ugly head until now. Could it be that Lincoln was murdered by this enigmatic killer, or perhaps it was a copycat. Whatever the reason it was all the same; Lincoln was dead, and it was their faults for taking their superstitions too far.

Officer: Come to think of it, I'd have to ask you two a few questions.

Rita: OK.

Officer: Why was an 11-year-old boy outside in the first place?

Rita: Well.....you see.....

Officer: Might I ask that you two come with me to the station? I have a few concerns to address.

(Before she could answer, the girls break into the room, and they start to corner the officers demanding answers. The officers pull out their tasers.)

Officer: Back up this instant!

(They threaten them with the tasers.)

Rita: Wait, don't hurt them...Could I at least break the news to them?

Officer: My partner and I will be waiting in the car.

Lynn Sr.: See you soon, dear.

(Lynn Sr. leaves with the officers.)

Rita: Girls....they found Lincoln.

Lola: He's alright?

(Rita stops momentarily. She felt her throat close up.)

Rita: Girls, your brother isn't coming back.

Lola: Not coming back?

Luan: (nervously) Ha, ha, great joke, Mom. You really got us with that one.

(Luan stops laughing when she notices no change in Rita's face.)

Luan: Mom?

Rita: ...They found his body in the woods. They....they believe that he was murdered.

(The girls start to cry.)

Luna: No, say it ain't so, mom!

Lana: Lincoln's not dead...I know it!

Lucy: I wished I was wrong......

(The horn blares, indicating for Rita to come.)

Rita: I'm sorry, girls, but I have to go. Please take care of yourselves.

(She leaves.)

Lenki: Our Linky is gone.....

Lola: And it's all Lynn's fault!

(Lynn didn't respond; she quietly glanced at her hands; at that time, the girls surround her.)

Lori: We should've known not to listen to you and your @$%&!

(The girls were surprised by what she had said; Lori grabs Lynn by the collar of her shirt, and tosses her on the ground. The girls then proceed to savagely beat Lynn who had chosen to not put up a fight. Lori stomps on Lynn's chest, Leni and Luna throw objects at her, while the younger siblings hit her repeatedly in the eyes, rendering her with broken teeth and a black eye. They eventually became exhausted, and stepped aside. Lynn spit up some of her teeth along with blood.)

Lori: Great, I chipped a nail because of you....

(Lori ascends the stairs, with her sisters falling along. Lynn was motionless for a few minutes, but she was able to muster up enough strength to prop herself on the couch.)

Lynn: I should've apologized to Lincoln.....

WORK IN PROGRESS