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He drove her to the Beck house, pulling up behind Cathy's red Nissan. He then descended; and having induced Bess to take off some part of her clothing, he tore the gown and petticoat into shreds and twisted them into a sort of rope which he fastened to the lower bars of the window. Because of the woman’s pregnant status, a panic had spread in the county that a serial murderer was afoot, but she had made sure to copy the crimes of a famous serial killer that she had read about in the paper to cover herself and mislay blame. He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Blackness was beginning to consume the cornfield.
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