Dr Archeville Posted October 23, 2010 Share Posted October 23, 2010 October 31st, 9:26m. The Fens Her parents were lighting candles and putting them in a lantern. Her brother was dressed in full skeleton wear trying to scare whoever he could with an unexpected hand on the shoulder at the right moment and slow breathing. Her sister was probably helping Carly dress the Evil Ems in the bat and cat costumes she had picked out for them as they got ready to go treat or treating in seventy degree weather. If she closed her eyes, she could see this scene perfectly, but when she opened them, all she saw was the limp bodies dragging themselves forward for more punishment. Her family wouldn't see this, they were gone, having left several days beforehand celebrate DÃa de los Muertos with her cousins. She wasn't there, instead she was pressed against a wall, walking away from several zombies who didn't seem to notice the additional shadow. It had been coming all along, the cartels was just the tip of the iceberg. She should of seen it coming, the moment Robin told her she should of known this would happen. Things were still unclear though. This was something big, something important and she had to figure out the rest of the story. She had to know. October 31st, 10:47m. Lantern Hill It wasn't hard to find them, the ones involved, in fact it was just a matter of retracing her steps. Starting from Robin's shop, the dealers in Riverside, then finally Lantern Hill. Seemed a bit obvious in retrospect but then everything did. What was important was after finding the area all it took was spotting and following an unusually calm looking individual into a previously unexplored path. The path wasn't exactly well lit but this was a good thing, it made it easier to keep to the shadows. It seemed to go on forever before eventually opening up to a room only lit by torches. The people there didn't seem much different then ordinary people, maybe some fancy garments, but there was nothing outright that screamed crazy. No, what screamed crazy was the figure they were looking at. Sitting down on a thrown set in a circle, he looked not quite sane. His gaze was sunken and glassy, his figure twitching every so slightly, but still he sat like he was suppose to be the picture of calm. She almost didn't recognize him though she had never met him in person, it could of only been him, and it was this realization that got her running. Quiet wasn't the objective anymore, whether they heard the patter of her foot steps, or whether there were people after her with guns or swords, it didn't matter. They had someone, someone important, someone that Freedom couldn't lose, it couldn't lose another hero, not like that. She met two followers at the door, they both saw and pulled out pistols, though only one got a shot off before she plowed into them at full speed. With one of them out, the other stunned she took the chance to knock the other with a blow to the jaw. It took her only half a second to decided to search their clothes, and only a few more to locate the small sleek little phone. Then she ran. She punched in the number one handed praying that her finger didn't slip up as she managed to click send. Each break before the ring coniciding with her own breathing as she continued out of the cavern when it finally picked up, "Mona! Mona it's Carrie, they have him, Daedalus, they have him, in Lantern Hill. They're doing something with him, with the Zomb...." Whatever muttered continuation or excuse she had was cut short by a gun shot and then the line dropped. Link to comment
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