"Thank you officer." Norman gives Eddie an appreciate nod. It boosted the librarian's confidence that a policeman was around. At least this meant he was unlikely to get in trouble with the authorities, a prospect he loathed more than any monster.
"It all does sound like this, uh, Phil is involved." At Warren's response, he seems visibly uncomfortable. MAPS did not seem to work out well for anyone.
He looked around at the diverse group, it giving him some confidence. The Doctor had obviously recruited from a variety of backgrounds. Perhaps together they'd have a chance.
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"Please, call me Eddie," Eddie tells Norman. "It's no sweat."
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With the discussions beginning to dry up, Alyssa excuses herself from the room and looks back to everyone else, "It was lovely meeting you all, have a good night." With a small smile of optimism, Alyssa exits out the room with reignited eagerness.
The other children cheered him on. His name voiced in a steadily rising pace, urging him to do it. “Am I really doing this?”, the young boy thought and struck his victim with a rock.
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