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Private Number: The ticking hands of the clock have finally come to a stop. But I can still hear a ticking. Is it your heart beating? Racing?
Private Number: Keep that adrenaline up. You'll need it.
Private Number: Your hearts will be warmed to know that Zack and Joss chose loyalty, sickening and disappointing move truly. I was using both their secrets as leverage. They thought by sacrificing the goofy gentlemen that my hunger would be satisfied? Those two clearly don't know how I work.
Private Number: What they failed to realize is that I knew both of their secrets and I wanted better, I got less than I started with. So for your lovely eyes here is what the two were trying to protect so desperately.
Private Number: [picture attached of a body of water] Look familiar, Zack? I can already feel the hyperventilation of your chest. That's more than I can say for your friend who took his last breath jumping into this shallow creek. You scurried away with your tail between your legs like a wounded animal. Was that the easiest thing to do? You knew him. He'd never take his own life. So, why did you let them stamp that on the autopsy? You watch his mother weep over his casket. You knew the truth. She lives with the guilt of wondering what more she could have done to save her son, do you?
Private Number: And Josslyn, so cowardly. Did you and your Nancy Drew crew think that you could out smart me? You could never be more wrong. You see, we paired you two together for a reason. You both took something from someone.
Private Number: Zack took a life, and you took someone's mobility. But it could have very well been a life.
Private Number: You're molding young minds. But how can you teach the lesson of responsibility when you've never learned it yourself? Just because you don't drink anymore doesn't mean you can't still taste the guilt, stinging like cheap vodka. Do you even remember the wreck? Luckily for you, intoxication made you invincible. But we can't say the same for a fellow Peach Hollow resident.
Private Number: You think because it wasn't documented it didn't happen? These hills have eyes, and mouths that whisper the wrong doings of its citizens. Can your parent's money fix you reputation? We'll just have to see.
Private Number: As for the rest of you, sleep tight. I'm done playing nice. Goodnight.
