7. What's in the Bag?
Oct 20, 2026 · 23 min · 10 segments
Mark receives a gift from the crows. \*\** THE CROWS MADE ME DO IT is a serial audio fiction work by Sean McGinty Two Seasons, 16 episodes \*\** Sean McGinty in the author of the novels…
Oct 20, 2026 · 23 min · 10 segments
Mark receives a gift from the crows. \*\** THE CROWS MADE ME DO IT is a serial audio fiction work by Sean McGinty Two Seasons, 16 episodes \*\** Sean McGinty in the author of the novels…
I didn't know that part of town very well.
What if I drove Wayne to the police station instead? Hmm.
It would be a lot to explain to just show up with a missing corpse like that.
And even if the cops believed my story, I couldn't think of a way of telling it without implicating myself.
Wasn't I sort of ultimately to blame? After all, I was the one who had constructed the hat and rover.
I was the one who messed with the crows in the first place and got bamboozled so hard.
The police would think I was crazy or a fool or a criminal.
Maybe they'd lock me up and take away my rights.
I rolled down the windows and asked Wayne to put on his seatbelt, but he ignored me.
Your seatbelt, I said again.
Wayne didn't answer.
Did he need to wear one? He was already dead.
But what if we got pulled over? I might get a ticket.
Your seatbelt, I said.
But if Wayne wasn't going to do it, then I would have to do it.
As I was reaching across him for the belt, my elbow accidentally bonked his nose pretty hard with a sound that was like, thunk.
Wayne didn't move or blink or react at all.
He just sat there.
He couldn't feel pain.
As we drove, my mind swirled around in circles.
What was the plan here? What did the crows have in store for me? Were they luring me to another location to rough me up or worse? Or maybe not.
Maybe this was good.
I could ditch Wayne before they even had a chance to Wayne me.
Then drive back to my apartment.
I didn't know that part of town very well.
What if I drove Wayne to the police station instead? Hmm.
It would be a lot to explain to just show up with a missing corpse like that.
And even if the cops believed my story, I couldn't think of a way of telling it without implicating myself.
Wasn't I sort of ultimately to blame? After all, I was the one who had constructed the hat and rover.
I was the one who messed with the crows in the first place and got bamboozled so hard.
The police would think I was crazy or a fool or a criminal.
Maybe they'd lock me up and take away my rights.
I rolled down the windows and asked Wayne to put on his seatbelt, but he ignored me.
Your seatbelt, I said again.
Wayne didn't answer.
Did he need to wear one? He was already dead.
But what if we got pulled over? I might get a ticket.
Your seatbelt, I said.
But if Wayne wasn't going to do it, then I would have to do it.
As I was reaching across him for the belt, my elbow accidentally bonked his nose pretty hard with a sound that was like, thunk.
Wayne didn't move or blink or react at all.
He just sat there.
He couldn't feel pain.
As we drove, my mind swirled around in circles.
What was the plan here? What did the crows have in store for me? Were they luring me to another location to rough me up or worse? Or maybe not.
Maybe this was good.
I could ditch Wayne before they even had a chance to Wayne me.
Then drive back to my apartment.
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