Sobibor Stories: Big Case

Back at the police station, Detective Majdanek and some boys are on a manhunt almost as large as the first time they tried to catch H. Sobibor must be caught at all costs, and she must receive her full punishment. Every night for the last 3 weeks the whole police force has been looking for Sobibor, and H. sends her a letter. With no cops to stop him, he has no reason to commit crimes, and instead turns to his rival for enjoyment. Whether Sobibor knows it or not, after the gateway to the criminal world opened for H., he wanted an opponent worthy to counter him. Sobibor was the only one who ever came close, and sometimes she pulled ahead. With Sobibor missing, H. had no desire to break the rules, because he knew he would get away without the clever girl on his heels. Sobibor woke up and at the foot of her bed was the letter, signed H. She looked at it and felt a nerve tingle up her spine. She slipped her finger under the slit in the envelope and slithered out the letter. Once she opened it, she felt her nerves turned to anger and sadness very soon.

Dear Sobibor,
     I have heard of the charges brought to you, and it is a shame to see you cower away. I never hide, I am always in plain view, and that is what makes me so enticing to you and the blue bloods. I have recently learned that you are with this Heiter fellow, and did some research. I would say your safety would be better off with me, but I won't say why(after all you are a great detective are you not?). You are probably curious as to why I felt the need to speak to you, but I promise it is for your own good. I want you to be back at arms racing to find me, and then I can enjoy the stealing away and killing, much like your little friend. I feel no purpose in my works if I have no audience, and this is why I have a plan, you are young now, but your knowledge and attitude can open all kinds of doors for you back into being a detective. I hear there is a young boy with a father who does P.I. work. I'm glad you see the opportunity I do, and I can't wait to pull you along, my little doggy. After, where I go, you must follow, am I wrong?

                Sincerely, H.
Sobibor crams the letter into a small ball and burns it in the trash. {He thinks he owns me, but I am free, and I do whatever it takes to survive. Heiter is no doubt a raise of suspicion, but he is the only one I can turn to for now. I hope that soon enough I can find H., and treat him to a nice leashing to the inside of a wood chipper}. Sobibor laughs and falls back to her pillow, falling back to sleep. The dream she has stirs her but does not wake her. A smile is across her face, and one tear rolls down. But the dream does not wake her.