#foster was always gonna make a docu but thank u piper 4 the natural progression FKSFKSFKSFKG

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🎥 NOT CLICKBAIT ﹕  FOSTER DASGUPTA IS NOT THE KILLER, 100% REAL ( EMOTIONAL ), but an obligatory sneer still tugged at his lips at piper's sardonic jest, his gaze falling upon the police tapes that still fluttered nearby, cheap plastic presented like some symbol of safety. he might not have been here for the original murders, but he knew well enough that things would just be as complicated in this sequel ⸻ only just moving on from the opening kill, the real bloodbath yet to commence. “ c'mon, you gotta give me some credit here. i'd sneak up on boys, too. i'm a modern day feminist, pipes. equal opportunity for all potential murder victims. ” a danger-hungry smile on his lips, half a mind to paint himself as a suspect just to feel the rush of adrenaline and finally having a valid reason to feel forsaken. there was a semblance of surprise across his features when the youngest talbot actually entertained the question, a small laugh slipping past his lips. “ if we're looking at the opposite end of the spectrum then the killer might as well be hana. ” a charming former reality tv star with an air of superficiality to her that no one would really suspect. but if alaina price couldn't fight off a woman that could barely pass a rollercoaster's height requirement, then she probably deserved to be dead. “ but if hana's a killer, then she's probably working with someone else : and my bet is you. two short ladies, stack them together in a trench coat and you make one whole killer. ” tongue clicked, mostly joking, didn't know enough about the daniela or alaina to throw any real accusation. even creature feature was just a thingamajig of anecdotes and parables, no real investigative feat there from his end, except for the parts touched by kennedy. “ if i make a thing out of this, it wouldn't be some nightmare-fuel podunk creepypasta anymore .... it'd be a goddamn documentary. ” but maybe that was what red creek needed, something that would give everyone a good look at themselves. and foster looked at her, a slow smile pulling the corners of his lips upwards as he considered the thought. “ but i guess there's nothing scarier than the truth sometimes. ”

♤ for another long moment, her vision remains locked on the street ahead, like something could escape the scene if she dared to look away. a laugh attempts to bubble out, but comes out in an amused puff of air, stifled by the weight of everything else. she hardly has to turn to note the person accompanying her. call it a hidden talent; the way she could identify everyone in red creek with her eyes closed. ❝ hi to you too, foster. ❞ piper finally tips her head up to him, prying her gaze away from the location where the police found alaina. ❝ maybe they'll blame it on the one sneaking up on girls while there's a killer on the loose. ❞ she adds, though there's no bite to her voice. she's never scared easily, even at times when she should.

piper looks down, twisting the make - shift bouquet in her hands. something ugly twists around her insides at the thought of another red creek manhunt ; a dark side of the town's history that many had tried to bury. the feeling isn't guilt or dread, it's something more carnal— a hasty desire to match a person to the crime. ❝ they should look at the opposite end of the spectrum this time. blaming the loner is so . . . ❞ she shakes her head to wipe the thought. ❝ alaina had a whole fan club, i'm sure. they should look at those people. ❞ she almost wishes his mini series was real. that a monster loomed around the town, rather than a person with the capability of doing this to them again. at the thought, she raises a curious brow. no camera in sight. ❝ —are you gonna make a thing about this ? somethin' about the real monster who goes bump in the night ? ❞