DAILY PLANET ADVENTURES #1
RAPIST STILL AT LARGE by Lois Lane
Hob's Bay- I am writing in the hopes that someone will read this and recognize that there still is the need for heroes.
Last night, a serialized rapist stalked and killed a young, seventeen-year old near Hob's Bay, also known by the locals as "Sucide Slum." The girl was walking past Eddie's Place, a well-known dance club in that district. There are reports that the unindentified girl made a 911 call to Metropolis police, and reported being stalked by a man who was hiding in the shadows.
The dispatcher, Erin Haiduk, reported that "The last thing I heard was the young girl screaming on the phone, 'He's right behind me!' The only thing I heard after was the distant sound of a woman yelling and a man yelling after her.'"
No information has been at press time as to the identity of the young girl. This marks the 7th rape victim in the Hob's Bay area, and the 3rd that resulted in a death. This has been in the last five weeks alone.
What is disturbing to note is that there are reports that several people witnessed the girl being chased by the man but did nothing. Police who interviewed the people found that none of them bothered to look and see what was happening and were preoccupied with getting into the club.
We must ask ourselves: are we too preoccupied to see what is going on? This city is in need of a hero, or rather heroes- people who will unselfishly act in a time of need.
I do not point the finger at anyone. I only ask if it there was a way this tragedy could have been prevented, simply by paying attention, by looking to see what was going on.
If anyone has any information on this case, please call Metropolis Police and let them know.
The fact remains that this man is still a fugitive, still on the loose. Metropolis' finest, including Inspector Henderson, told the press today: "We are looking at doing what we can to find this man. We are organizing a team under the direction of Dan Turpin to investigate into this matter."
The Metropolis police represent some of the finest men and women in this Country. They have been the true heroes of this city. We wish them the best in their search for this madman. Heroes like Inspector Henderson and Dan Turpin inspire us- hopefully, so that one day, we too will look ourselves at realize that there is more than just us- there is a whole world out there looking for heroes.
Hob's Bay- I am writing in the hopes that someone will read this and recognize that there still is the need for heroes.
Last night, a serialized rapist stalked and killed a young, seventeen-year old near Hob's Bay, also known by the locals as "Sucide Slum." The girl was walking past Eddie's Place, a well-known dance club in that district. There are reports that the unindentified girl made a 911 call to Metropolis police, and reported being stalked by a man who was hiding in the shadows.
The dispatcher, Erin Haiduk, reported that "The last thing I heard was the young girl screaming on the phone, 'He's right behind me!' The only thing I heard after was the distant sound of a woman yelling and a man yelling after her.'"
No information has been at press time as to the identity of the young girl. This marks the 7th rape victim in the Hob's Bay area, and the 3rd that resulted in a death. This has been in the last five weeks alone.
What is disturbing to note is that there are reports that several people witnessed the girl being chased by the man but did nothing. Police who interviewed the people found that none of them bothered to look and see what was happening and were preoccupied with getting into the club.
We must ask ourselves: are we too preoccupied to see what is going on? This city is in need of a hero, or rather heroes- people who will unselfishly act in a time of need.
I do not point the finger at anyone. I only ask if it there was a way this tragedy could have been prevented, simply by paying attention, by looking to see what was going on.
If anyone has any information on this case, please call Metropolis Police and let them know.
The fact remains that this man is still a fugitive, still on the loose. Metropolis' finest, including Inspector Henderson, told the press today: "We are looking at doing what we can to find this man. We are organizing a team under the direction of Dan Turpin to investigate into this matter."
The Metropolis police represent some of the finest men and women in this Country. They have been the true heroes of this city. We wish them the best in their search for this madman. Heroes like Inspector Henderson and Dan Turpin inspire us- hopefully, so that one day, we too will look ourselves at realize that there is more than just us- there is a whole world out there looking for heroes.
posted by Jason Major at 3:20 PM
104 Comments:
Perry White writes:
Lois, where's that story you said you were going to have done for me?
Lois Lane writes:
Right here, Chief! I think it has a good angle as well.
Perry White writes:
Lois...what is this? Do you call this journalism?
Lois Lane writes:
It's the truth, Perry. This city is looking for heroes. I was trying to inspire people.
Perry White:
How? By insulting their intelligence? Don't you think they know mediocre writing when they see it?
Lois- I know you mean well, but if you want to be a great reporter- you have to have a great story.
I'm sorry, honey, but Ron Troupe wrote his angle on the story and it's better polished.
I need to have this story NOW- I don't have time for you to work on it.
Lois Lane writes:
But, Perry, this is important! Someone should be doing something about this rapist.
Perry White:
Okay, okay, you want to do something- then you do it. Investigate, find out the facts. Interview people- get your own hands dirty.
Lois Lane writes:
Okay-right on it, chief.
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(Lois turns, runs to her desk, grabs her purse, gets ready to leave the Planet)
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(Lois turns, runs to her desk, grabs her purse, gets ready to leave the Planet)
Perry White:
Hey! Hey! Hey! Where do you think you're going in such a hurry?
Lois Lane:
Hob's Bay. Where do you think I was going?
Perry White:
Not alone, you're not!
Lois Lane:
Perry, I'm a big girl. I grew up an army brat. I can take care of myself.
Perry White:
(concerned look on his face)
Lois...I know you want to be a superman, but you need to use your head. This rapist has already raped several girls and killed God knows how many others. I don't want to see you in tomorrow's obituary.
I want you to take someone with you.
Perry White:
(concerned look on his face)
Lois...I know you want to be a superman, but you need to use your head. This rapist has already raped several girls and killed God knows how many others. I don't want to see you in tomorrow's obituary.
I want you to take someone with you.
Lois Lane:
(Looks around, sees Jimmy getting some water at the water cooler, runs to Jimmy)
JIMMY! Get over here! (Grabs Jimmy by his shirt)
You're coming with me.
Jimmy Olsen:
I am? Where?
Lois Lane:
Hob's Bay. Big story. We're going to find that rapist that's been stalking young girls.
Jimmy Olsen:
Are you sure, that sounds kind of dangerous?
Lois Lane:
Perry, Jimmy's coming with me! It'll all be okay.
Perry White:
Lois, Jimmy is just a kid...he's a rookie photographer, for crying out loud!
Lois Lane:
Don't worry, chief, we'll be fine! Jimmy will be with me, and we'll call Inspector Henderson if something bad happens.
Jimmy Olsen:
Nothing bad is going to happen, is it?
Lois Lane:
No, no, of course not.
Jimmy Olsen:
I mean, if anything does, I'll protect you, Miss Lane.
Perry White:
(holding a pen, points it straight at Lois & Jimmy)
You too be careful. Don't make me regret this.
Lois Lane:
You won't, chief!
Perry White:
Stay out of trouble- and stop calling me chief!
Lois Lane:
Right chief! Sorry..Perry. 'Bye!
Perry White:
Why do I feel I'm going to regret this?
NARRATOR ADVNENTURES:
(Lois & Jimmy arrive in front of a trashy night-club called "Eddie's place." There are people lined up to get inside.
Jimmy writes:
Hey, shouldn't we go there?
Lois:
Not worth the time, Jimmy. I want to closer to the crime scene, see if there was anyone around who might have seen someone.
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(Lois & Jimmy pass a bar called "Ace O'Clubs" and go down the back alley next to the bar)
(There is a back door for the bar where the garbage is kept, lots of recycle boxes with bottles of beer around, as well as some leftover food)
(They walk past the backdoor, about 100 feet, to where the chalked lines of where the rape victim was found dead. Police have taped off the area. The alley goes down a little more ways. Lois looks up, notices there are no windows around)
Jimmy:
What are looking for?
Lois:
There are no windows around. That means no one would've seen anything.
(looks around the ground, at the garbage around, trying to find anything)
(She crosses the police line, looks on the ground for clues)
Jimmy:
What are we looking for?
Lois:
Anything the police might've missed.
Narrator Adventures:
(Looks around, sees only little bits of garbage. He climbs over the police lines, looks around. Lois is on her hands and knees; picking up little pieces of trash, sees nothing; finally, she sighs, ready to give up; she stands back up)
Lois:
Nothing. I guess the police found whatever they could already.
Jimmy (takes a couple photos)
Amazing how quickly people forget about her.
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(The back door of the bar opens- a big man wearing a little brown hat, oversized shirt checkered shirt and throwing a bag of garbage outside comes out-it is Bibbo.)
BIBBO:
Hey, youze guys, what are you doing back there??
Jimmy:
C'mon, Lois, we probably should go.
Lois:
(to Jimmy)
Take it easy, Jimmy, it's just someone from the bar.
(speaking to Bibbo)
I'm Lois Lane, reporter from the Daily Planet, and this is Jimmy Olsen. We're doing some follow-up work on the rape victim that happened a couple days ago.
Bibbo:
Youze shouldn't be here, miss Lane, this is a dangerous neighbourhood.
Lois Lane:
Do you know anything about what happened the other night?
Bibbo (Stracthes his head)
Yeah, yeah, I'm the guy who called the girl in. The name's Bibbo, I own this club.
But come inside, it's not right for a pretty lady like yourself to be out here. Dangerous people around here.
Narrator Adventures:
(Jimmy & Lois go inside the back door of the pub- they pass through a kitchen into a little office that Bibbo has. It has a small table and a couple chairs. As well as a fridge Bibbo motions to the chairs for them to sit down)
Bibbo:
Sit, sit. (he goes to the fridge, it is full of beer)
You guys want a brewski?
Jimmy:
I'm fine, thanks.
Lois:
Maybe later.
Bibbo: (shrugs his shoulders)
Okay..it's your loss.
(He pulls out two bottles for himself then sits down.)
Bibbo:
Now, as I was saying...
Narrator Adventures:
(He takes a chug of his drink, Lois & Jimmy watch as he drinks the whole bottle in practically one big gulp; then burps)
Bibbo:
Burp! * Sorry about that.
Now, about your lady. Yeah, I wuz taking some trash out in the back when I looked outside and saw the lady in the back. I checked to see if she was alright but she was dead already. Poor lady- did you know she was left half-naked? I put my coat on her to cover her a bit, the lady deserves SOME respect' afta all that, then I went inside and called the cops.
Lois:
Did you know her at all?
Bibbo:
Kinda, actually. I remember seeing her come to the club with a couple o' dopes before, trying to get into the club. But it was obvious she was underage. It's the school system, I'm telling you- what do they teach these kids anyways? Teach them things I never used- like math and poetry- do you think i use those kinds of things in my kind of work? I'm sorry, I'm ranting.
(takes another chug of beer)
Anyways,yeah, I saw her a couple o' times, I think.
Lois:
What about the guys who with her, any ideas about them?
Bibbo:
Ah, a billion customers come into this joint now and then, I don't remember them all. I kinda remember she had like three or four guys she was with, I think a couple other chicks as well.
Let me think for a second....
(goes to fridge, takes out some old whisky)
Ah, some o' the good stuff. This oughta jog my memory. (takes a chug)
Ah, good stuff.
(thinks for a second, then sits down)
Yeah, now that I think of it- one of the guys comes here often- stupid kid, likes to get himself into trouble- name's Buddy something-or-other.
(gets up) Here, come with me to the pub, we'll see if he's causing any trouble tonight.
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(They walk into the pub, two guys are fighting with each other, hitting each other with beer bottles smashing on their heads, a bunch of people are talking to each other, a bunch of ladies talking with some guys)
(Bibbo walks towards the two guys fighting each other)
Bibbo:
Hey, hey! Enough of that, or I'll throw your butts out of here! Be good, we got company today.
(they stop fighting, one guy just grabs his jacket and leaves the pub)
Sorry you had to see that. Charles (motions to a young, 30-year old football player with dark hair, he's the bartender)
Charles, what am I paying you for?
you're supposed to look out for trouble like that!
(motions to Lois)
Sorry, you had to see that.
(Bibbo catches the eye of Buddy, a 22-year old punk kid with earrings, tatoos, dark black hair and a cheap leather jacket on.)
Bibbo:
Hey, you! Buddy, someone hear to see you!
Buddy:
(looks at Lois, growls)
Grrowlll....purfect. You startin' to bring out the ladies for entertainment, Buddy.
Bibbo:
Watch your mouth, young man (raises his fist)or I'll make sure you don't talk for a month.
Buddy (trying not to look afraid)
Sorry, Bibbo. Lady.
(He takes another swug of beer)
So what can I do for you?
Lois:
My name's Lois Lane, I'm a reporter for the Daily Planet. I was wondering if you could tell me about your girlfriend?
Buddy:
Yeah, which one? (laughs, chugs a beer)
Lois:
(a little annoyed)
The dead one.
Buddy:
(stops in his tracks)
I didn't do it.
Lois:
I never said you did. Listen, I'm not here to accuse you- I just want to find out who's doing this?
Buddy:
Hey, Babe, you're hot, and maybe you think you're all that and a bag of chips- but you don't really want to look into this.
You look into this, you'll be his next victim.
Lois:
Is that a threat?
Buddy:
(shakes his head)
No, just a cleaver warning. Like, I said - I didn't do it- but you don't want to mess with who did.
Lois:
Tell us something- if she was your friend- give us something.
Buddy: (considers)
Okay. Her name is Kristin Mack. She was a friend of mine, not a girlfriend, but a friend of a friend.
I don't know who did this, but I have an idea.
Lois:
Who?
Buddy:
Listen, I'll point you in the right direction, but I want your promise my name doesn't get mentioned. You didn't hear this from me.
Lois:
Okay, you have my word. Now talk.
Buddy:
Kristin liked to take that "New World" drug everyone's talking about. It's a drug that like 2000 times better than coke. Me and her had a few times. But she was broke, she needed more. She had gone to get some more, but had stumbled onto a meeting-something about being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
She called me on her cell, but was cut off. The guy was chasing her.
Lois:
You're saying the rape was not an accident?
Buddy:
I'm just saying what I hear, is all. I think she uncovered something over her head- this rapist is just merely a cover to keep things quiet. The rapist is just some pervert who likes to get his jollies before making the kill.
Jimmy:
If he's a cover, then for what?
Buddy: (looks around, makes sure no one's listening)
(whispering) Intergang.
(he gets nervous, then takes off)
Listen, I got to go. I'll helped you enough. (takes off)
Lois:
Wait! Come back!
(she and Jimmy run after him, but he's gone by the time they get out the door)
(seeing they lost him, they go back inside to see Bibbo.)
Lois:
Bibbo, you ever hear of Intergang?
Bibbo:
Inter-what's now?
Jimmy:
Intergang. He said that intergang is behind this.
Bibbo:
Uh..let me think about this...(take a chug of beer).
Charlie, grab me a '49! (Charles grabs him a whiskey from 1949- He takes a good long chug)
Ah, nothing like a '49 to jog the memory.
Where were we? Oh yeah, intergang. Yeah, I've heard mumblings in the neighborhood. Some kind of underground crime organization.
Jimmy:
Do the cops know anything about them?
Bibbo:
(nods head, 'no')
"Nah, I don't think so- except maybe the name, is all. They can't prove Intergang even exists."
Jimmy:
What do they have to do with the 17-year old girl?
Bibbo:
Probably drugs, I would think. That new world drug they'm taking- I caught a dope trying to sell that dope in her- well, i'll tell ya, that guy had to get himself some crutches after I got ahold o' him.
Lois:
(pulls out a pad of paper, uses a pen; writes her name and cell on the paper)
Thanks, Bibbo. If you have any more information for us, just give us a call, okay?
Bibbo:
No problem, sweetheart.
NARRATOR ADVENTURES:
(Lois & Jimmy walk out of the pub, heading out to where Lois has parked her car)
Jimmy:
So, what do you think of what Buddy told us?
Lois:
I don't know, Jimmy. I think he might be right about his girlfriend finding out more then she should know, but I don't think that's what got her killed.
Jimmy:
Why's that?
Lois:
Call it reporter's instinct. Think about it- if you're Intergang, to hire a RAPIST to kill a girl, which would lead to suscipion and investigation?
I think what happened is that she probably was running away and found herself in the wrong part of town.
So, Jimmy, my theory is this- there are two stories here- the first is obviously this rapist. But we've uncovered a bigger story- this crime organization called Intergang.
Jimmy:
So, where do we go from here?
Lois:
Let's start with the rapist- he's the immediate threat. Intergang is going to take more digging into.
I think it's time to go to police headquarters, see if they have anything that can help us.
NARRATOR Adventures:
END OF CHAPTER ONE.
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