Garrison planned on waiting for them inside of the college but there was a little snag in his plan.  When he went to go retreive the bag, he found an empty plance where the bag should have been!  One of those little shits must have taken it!  He thought to himself as he waited for them by the door.  It took only twenty minutes for at least one of them to show up.  He waited for Paul to unlock the door and enter the college.  O'Grady slid through the door as it shut, he followed Paul to his dorm room.  When Paul entered the room O'Grady slid his arm through the crack just as Paul was shutting the door. "What the hell?"  Just as Paul was heading back to the door, O'Grady shoved his body through the door, knocking Paul to the floor in the process.  "What the hell is your problem man?"  Paul asked as he stood to confront the intruder.  When he saw who it was a slight flicker of fear passed over his features.  "

Brent was watching the news about the department store clerk.  So far the police have nothing to add about the murder.  He went into the kitchenette adn started cooking his steak.  He has just opened his beer when he heard about a break in the case.  "THIS JUST IN, THE AUTHORITIES FOUND A PARTIAL FINGER PRINT LEFT AT THE SCENE.  THE IDENTITY HAS NOT YET BEEN DISCLOSED!"  Right on time, now to start phase two of my plan!  Brent thought smugly to himself.Sierra wasn't as spooked or edgy as he would have liked but she was hopefully spooked enough for this plan to work.  Ready or not, here I come!  He thought to himself as he ate his food then changed his clothes.  Once he was done with tht he made an anonymous call to the police station, leaving enough clues for Sierra to follow him to a specific alley, where he would be eagerly waiting!  During the time Brent was setting up an

O'Grady could hear music and laughter coming from room 390, so he quietly approached the door, looked around and made sure that no one was watching him.  He reached for th edoor knob and turned it until the latch released adn the door fell free from his hand. He wouldn't have much time so the needed to act quickly.  He reached inside his bag and pulled out a bowie knife, he watied for rick to come to the door.  As the door started to shut, he slid his arm through the crack and slashed at what he believed to be Rick's throat.  His assumption was confirmed when he heard a gurgled gasp and Channing's shocked voice.  "RICK! What the-" O'Grady stormed intot he room and locked the door behind him.  "Well hello Channing."  He smiled menacingly at his prey. Channing was sitting at the desk when O'Grady walked into the room.  "What do you want?  I already apologized for knocking your drink all over you." "Yes, ye di

Brent followed both Sierra and her guest, to a cabin that was hidden well out of the city limits.  He decided to change the location of his plans, out here nobody would interfere it was perfect!  When they entered the cabin Brent started to prepare for the plan.  He waited for the man to leave before he put his plan into action.  When he knew that the man was a safe distance away, he made his way towards to cabin, cautiously.  When he reached the door he paused to make sure that the guy wasn't coming back, the only thing he heard was a light groaning coming from the other side of the door. He slowly and quietly opened the door adn entered the cabin.  He shut and barricaded the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.  He found that he was in the kitchen so he searched for a weapon and found a meat cleaver.  He walked down the hallway and heard the groans getting louder.  He came up to a closed door on the right and

Garrison was resting in his new hotel, he stopped going to Pauline's for fear that someone would notice.  He was flipping through the TV channels to make sure cops hadn't caught onto his scent yet.  When he came across the local news he watched in shocked amazement.  Apparently Brent Cummings tried to attack Detective Ryans for the second time, when he was somehow killed! He angrily shut off the TV, he started to pace around the room.  How could Brent be taken over by his obsession so easily.  Looks liek I'm just gonna have to find out what really happened to me brother! As he paced about the room, he was compiling a metal shopping list of items that he would need.  He was in such deep thought plotting his revenge that he hadn't noticed that a young woman was standing in the doorway of his room.  He stopped pacing and turned toward the door. "Beg your pardon sir, I wasn't aware that this room was occupied.  Sorry to h