They all seemed quieter around him today, something in their faces told him that there was an awkward message impending on the air, and they were all waiting on each other to deliver it. Finally, a friend with the wooden expression of hidden anxiety came up to him, "Have you seen the news reports, Carcer?"
Yes, he had. He'd been watching it eagerly for the last couple of weeks, four murders, a couple of robberies and a severe case of mugging, each case had left him with fascinated thoughts like 'what caused people to do that?' and 'how do they get away with it?' Also, it gave him an exciting chill down his spine, "Yeah, what of it?"
"You notice they've all been in your vicinity- your...area." his friend's voice was starting to falter,
"Yeah, I know, right, scary shit, eh? He smiled and laughed a little, reassuringly, nothing for him to worry about; it's not happening to him, nothing ever happened to himself. That's just how things worked.
"Well, the teachers have talked to us...police.
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