## A trap

Post by putasockinit2 » Mon Nov 09, 2015 9:36 am

Detectives Laura and Stacey had rushed straight from a party to investigate a tip off about an empty house. It had been a beach party and so as they approached the gateway of the house, dressed in a black and pink bikini respectively. Both girls were busty and aged in their twenties, however Laura had black hair whilst her partner had brown curly hair with a glint of blonde. They had been told by phone that they had to go straight there and they had to drop everything. Begrudgingly they had done what was asked and walked towards the closed gate after parking in front of it. Stacey testingly pushed the gate for a moment before to her surprise the tall, iron barred feature moved for what appeared to be the first time in a while. Eventually the pair managed to push the creaking gate far enough into the hedge to drive through and continue on up the track, once they reclosed the gate of course.
The property suddenly appeared after driving up the first incline of the long track, revealing a large stone brick mansion. After continuing to drive for another 10 minutes, they soon parked on the gravelled driveway and went to take a look; both of them getting an immediately nervous feeling from the place. As they snooped around the once expensive but now overgrown looking property, they decided to knock the door and see if anyone was home.
5 anxious minutes passed after the knock, to which no one answered. Laura pushed the door and managed to open it, something she herself thought was weird from the start. To their surprise as they opened the door, opposite them on the wall was a red smiley face, drawn in face paint. This place gave them the chills already as they took photos as potential evidence before continuing around the ground floor.
“Stacey, this place is weird and I know how we are dressed, but I think It would speed things up if we split up. Would that be okay?”
Begrudgingly, Laura nodded in acceptance of her proposal. Fear aside, it seemed a much more logical idea than ploughing their resources into one tour. The pair then went their separate ways, trying to take in as much of the surprisingly modern insides as possible, agreeing to try and alert each other in case of trouble.
A figure watched from the bannister and rubbed his hands together in anticipation. That was exactly what he wanted.
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### Re: A trap

Post by NemesisPrime » Mon Nov 09, 2015 11:37 am

Sorry, I had to.
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!