Page 78 of Among the Screaming Trees

ME: 6.12 p.m.

How is it that you know that, and not that my parents died, or how to bathe yourself regularly?

COP: 6.13 p.m.

These masked men in the woods. Are you one of them?

ME: 6.13 p.m.

Can I be honest? I feel like we’ve bonded somewhat, and I can trust you.

COP: 6.14 p.m.

You can Fox. You can trust me.

ME: 6.14 p.m.

See, I thought so. Your face says trust me.

COP: 6.15 p.m.

Okay. The masked men…

ME: 6.15 p.m.

I am one.

COP: 6.16 p.m.

I knew it

ME: 6.16 p.m.

You’re smarter than you look.

COP: 6.17 p.m.

You chase women anonymously. I have your confession on record.

ME: 6.18 p.m.

Along with around sixty others, yeah I do. It’s called the Larch

COP: 6.18 p.m.

Larch? What’s that?

ME: 6.19 p.m.

A chase through the Wyldan Woods. All males are masked.

COP: 6.19 p.m.

But I know you were one; you told me so yourself.

ME: 6.20 p.m.

I did. You got me there. You’re good, Detective. Not quite Mariska Hargitay though, but the effort is there. Props, my guy.