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((Taking Over Adrian))

The boy who Adrian had called out to remained unconcious on the floor. Adrian thought of doing something but Isaiah was already walking towards him. Isaiah looked at the person a moment and muttered under his breath before returning to the grave. It seemed the person was merely drunk. Might as well finish up the grave. It was the best he could do right now.

Digging the grave took longer than he thought it would. The loose sand and the tides compounded the problem. But at last, the grave was done, and the sun was beginning to rise. The person lying drunk on the floor began to stir. He explained his name was Kevin and that he’d seen a killing. Seems that almost everyone had seen one.

He looked back at the grave. Isaiah was picking up his bag. And with a short farewell, he was gone. Adrian watched as he left. Lots of people who could use a hand, huh? The person who was helping him dig introduced himself as Andrew. The two talked for a while before Andrew decided that staying here would do him no good. Looked like Kevin was following too. Plans huh? Maybe he should follow the two of them. It was safer that way wasn't it? The two of them were already a good way off.

Adrian picked up his pack and glanced back at the grave. He had to make sure he didn’t end up like that.

Just then, the PA system came to life. Adrian tried to shut out that unaturally cheerful voice which continued to read out names of people now dead. But he stopped when he heard Sarah's name. She had killed Eve. He had known something was wrong when she had first taken out that video camera but this was beyond anything he could have thought of. If only he had run a little faster. He might have been able to stop her. He might have been able to help her. And Eve. Adrian hadn't known her personally but everyone had heard when she had gotten pregnant.

"Damn it, Sarah. Damn You."

The voice continued to read out the rest of the names but Adrian couldn't care any longer. Adrian ran after the two who had just left.

((Adrian Staib continued in Where was my Brain? And I believe this thread is concluded.))
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