Poster People and the Land of Fake Believe

(Well, this is fun, where has the boy gone off too? Sorry these are so short, my inspiration for this story comes in spurts. That's a fun words. Spurts. Makes you think of those stupid milk pouches at school...)

Jason Dunn was a spy. He gently hummed a spy-like tune as he rolled behind the garbage cans. He poked his fohawked head above the cans and watched a suspicious figure sneak towards TFK's merch/equipment trailer. He gasped and went down again. "Gasp! What's this? A thief, perhaps?" Peeking around his barricade, he continued his surveillance. The figure hesitantly looked inside the trailer and cautiously stepped in. Immediately after he had disappeared in the trailer, another figure in a puffy shirt rushed from out of nowhere and slammed the trailer closed. He locked the latch with a grunt and ducked out of sight.

There, he had done it! One down. Will smiled to himself. His plot was working. If only he could get rid of Manafest so easily...

"Pete! Pete the Rapping White Boy! Where are you?" Manafest shouted. The group wandered around the empty parking lot, calling Pete's name. "Where could he have gone? Did he really not like the music that much?" Dawn said, worried. "Aha! I will use my magic red cape powers to find our missing friend." Justin closed his eyes and started beeping quietly. "Dude, you need counseling." Matt Theissen said, lifting the lid off of a trash can. "Whoa!" He jumped backwards, frightened. "You were saying? I don't think fear of trash cans is normal." Justin said smugly. Matt looked at him, wide-eyed. "The-There's a person in there!" He whispered hoarsely.
Slowly, a figure rose from the can. He held a flashlight under his red shirt, illuminating his face oddly. Jason Dunn laughed a cackling, evil laugh.
"I know of the one you seek,
His future seems rather bleak.
Your favorite band has taken him to Canada,
And you'll probably never see him again." He frowned. "-a."
He slowly descended back to the depths of the trash can. "Was that....Jason Dunn?" Amber asked. Matt nodded. "That explains a lot." She said, and everyone nodded in agreement. They called off the search and went back to Toby's house to ponder the "riddle" Jason had given them.

(Is my dislike of Jason Dunn really that evident? Whatever. He deserves it.)