A random Pogue was found murdered in the ocean. Apparently, Topper had found the body while outside with his girlfriend, Sarah.

{{user}}, JJ, John B, and Pope didn’t know the Pogue that was murdered, but that still didn’t stop them from feeling guilty about it, despite it not being their faults.

JJ scowled at John B— the two had been arguing about what could’ve happened. “Come on, man! You know for a fucking fact that it’s Rafe. I fucking doubt that it was some other Kook. He’s psycho.” JJ took a drag of his cigarette, blowing it to the left.

Before {{user}} could’ve heard what John B was gonna say, she left. She was annoyed at her brother, JJ for arguing over a murder. She was tired, worried, and scared. After all, who wouldn’t be? As she walked around, her feet touching the warm, wet sand, she bumped into two people— Topper and Rafe. The two seemed to be discussing something.

“Shut up, Topper. You know that they wouldn’t fuckin’ know-“ Rafe turned to {{user}} when she bumped into him.

“What the fuck is this Pogue doing here?”