My cousin Karen suggested this first line to me. I wrote for 5 minutes and this is what I got.
Michael checked his list of supplies again. So far ten people had taken the bait.
He was going for thirteen, a baker’s dozen, but it was late in the day. There was only time to catch one more. Michael laid the bait out again and crawled behind the ornamental bushes in the mall’s food court.
For over half an hour, Michael watched mothers push their strollers, teenagers flirt and old couples bicker in line for Arby’s. Finally, a tall, dark man with a young face walked out of the movie theater. He stopped and stared at the mug of coffee Michael had placed by the bushes.
Michael held his breath. For a second the man didn’t seem able to decide if he was interested in the coffee. He finally crouched and snatched it up.
“What the hell?” He realized something was wrong and tried to drop the mug. The glue stuck to his hands. The line attached to the mug went taught and Michael reeled the man into the bushes.
Two hours later the man woke up in Michael’s basement. All around him men and women who had also fallen prey to the hunter’s bait were also stirring.
“Good morning,” Michael smiled stepping out of the shadows. “I am glad to see you are all awake. There is much to do.” He pointed at each of his prisoners. “You’re Special Agent Cooper….you’re Bob…you’re Laura Palmer. The rest of you are various towns people. Learn your lines quickly. We begin at dawn. No one will stop me this time.”
He threw a bundle of scripts onto the floor. On each cover was written, “Twin Peaks: Season 3.”
