<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fpmchollywoodlife.files.wordpress.com%2F2015%2F05%2Fvdpic.gif%3Fw%3D245%26h%3D245&amp;hash=c59577c131cc9c72cb39f825066df57c" href="https://pmchollywoodlife.files.wordpress.com/2015/05/vdpic.gif?w=245&amp;h=245" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Carter</a>liked to consider himself a journalist, a freelancer was the title he had bestowed upon himself and a wanna be detective. Though to be honest these were just things he thought about himself to compensate he hadn't gotten an assignment or job in over three months. His reserves of inheritance were drying up quicker than a bucket of water in the Sahara desert. He needed to write something that would catch the attention of the media, at least one place so he could get a goddamn steady paycheck.<br/><br/>That's the only reason he was in this small ass town in the first place, he heard the tale of the young girl going missing without a single trace. Claudette Morell, a young African American girl who after riding on a bus from the city nearby vanished without a trace. She was extremely bright and a hopeful for the future before she vanished.<br/><br/>Carter had been in this town for over two weeks though every stone he lifted lead to another dead end. Not a single person in this town or the college that she attended had a single bad thing to say about her. But at long last, his drying well hit water though he had to stoop to a level he didn't think he would ever lower himself to to get his first lead.<br/><br/>Carter moaning a bit louder as he bounced atop the town deputies cock, he couldn't actually complain too much. This was the first time he had sex in nearly a year and he was actually enjoying the attention even if it was nothing more than business for him. The deputy wasn't bad looking either, ruggedly handsome in a way with his dark hair and scratchy beard, packing more than a gun as well. Carter's hands wandering over his tight torso as sweat poured down his brow with each bounce of his body. The deputy was moaning even louder than Carter and as he felt his organ begin to expand inside his ass Carter knew why. Before he knew it he felt the rush of warm liquid burst inside him as the deputy squeezed hard on Carter's hips. Releasing every bit of seed up into Carter's tight ass. Slowly, he stopped his bouncing, as the man breathed deeply for a few seconds, panting as he released the last bit of his seed.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">Damn, wish you'd come along sooner, there ain't a single son of a bitch in this town tha' knows how to ride a cock worth a hell. You gonna be.. investigating awhile.</span>" The deputy cracked a charming smile as he let his finger run down Carter's happy trail. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">No idea, I'll know for sure once you let me see the file I asked for.</span>" The deputy didn't seem to fond of the reply, slowly rolling over and pulling his limping cock out of Carter. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">Yeah yeah yeah, it's in the night stand right over there. Brought it just for the occasion. but you sure you gotta read it now? Gimme a few seconds and my buddy down there'll be ready for another round if you feel like going for another ride.</span>"<br/><br/>Carter chuckled as he went to roll off the man, laying on his back panting for just a moment as he went to pull the file from the drawer beside him. Sitting up on the edge of the bed. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">Perhaps in a minute or two- let me just see what's in here so I know if it's what I'm looking for. Plus you haven't even gotten me off yet asshole.</span>" Carter chuckled as he pulled open the file.<br/><br/>Skipping the page with the young girl's picture and basic description. Going directly to the pages of evidence and testimony. Most seemed similar to what he had already found, everything was old news till he finally found the picture of Claudette's cell phone, laying in the dirt of a forest like she had just dropped it. This was the forest near Highway 34.. perhaps he could comb the area and see what the others missed. There had to be something, this had to be his in.<br/><br/>But Carter wasn't allowed to think much about that as he felt the bed under him shift as the man went to kneel behind him, his stiff cock poking over Carter's shoulder near his mouth, bulging and ready for another round. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">I think that's enough reading for the night, don't you think? Let's get back to work on this big ol' project.</span>" The deputy said so smoothly as he waved his wang a bit, Carter chuckling a bit as he turned to force him back down into the bed. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">I think this time you should be the one giving me a ride.</span>" The deputy's face going red for a moment. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">Oh, sorry son, I don't bottom.</span>" To which Carter replied quickly, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">Don't worry, I'll go easy on your virgin hole.</span>" He said as he rolled to pull the deputy atop him.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.deadbydaylight.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2015%2F11%2Fdbd-toplogolarge.png&amp;hash=e4556eca0e03c2e2b07347894d1154bc" title="dbd-toplogolarge.png">
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<br/>​</div>The next day Carter road the bus to the exact spot where Claudette had gotten off and disappeared for good. Figuring he could try to follow her path as closely as possible till he came upon the spot where she vanished. Maybe then he could figure out where she went from there. Or at least another missed clue.<br/><br/>Walking along the leaf covered path for a mile or so, with every step the trees above him began to grow ever more thick, the sky above seeming to vanish bit by bit till it almost appeared night time within the forest. An uneasing chill settling over Carter's skin as he began to lose track of his bearings. Glancing down at the map he had picked up at the gas station, he felt like he should have already come upon and passed the small clearing that the phone was found in, yet he didn't. The woods twisted and contorted the further in he went and before he knew it, the sky above was no longer bright and cloud free. Instead, it was dark.<br/><br/>Had he been in here that long? Surely not- it was only half past 3 when he got off the bus. Perhaps he was getting exhausted and seeing things. But oddly enough, he'd never felt more awake in his life. Slowly he pulled the map out one more time to see if he could identify any land marks. But when he looked at the parchment, it was different. It no longer showed the hiking paths of the forest, now it showed the.. locations of Generators? Why were their generators in the middle of the woods?<br/><br/>Carter began to run, he wasn't sure why but it felt right, panic setting in, he wasn't sure what was going on. why his map would change, why the sky was suddenly so dark and... where the fuck did this fog come from? It seemed to seep from the very trees themselves. Cloaking the ground in its mist, he ran faster, his mind wondering if this is what happened to Claudette, if this is what she expereinced.<br/><br/>His feet ran quicker, quicker than he thought they should carry him, he spied a flickering light in the distance, the sound of mechanical ticking- a sign of life. Just behind that strange wall-<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"><i>CLAP</i></span><br/><br/>Carter felt a shooting pain in his leg as the sound of metal clapping together erupted from below him. His eyes jerking down to look at the bear trap hidden in the tall grass. '<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d">Bears? There are no bears in this area of the country!</span></i>' He thought to himself as he reached down to try and pry his leg free from the trap. His heart slowly beginning to beat faster and louder. So loud that it seemed to slam in his ear, he wasn't sure why he could hear his heart beat so clearly. Not until he saw the massive shadow of a form moving towards him through the dense trees, through the thick fog.