A shiver went through Mollie. What? Did she think what she was told was scary? Um, sure, it really was. But enough to make her shiver? Had she feared the cause of the deaths this much so that she shivers just from hearing about it? No, wait. That was a REAL shiver, caused by a sudden decrease of temperature. What was this?
Molly grinned. This was far better information than what had come from Doc’s mouth. It confirmed to the girl… there really are unnatural things afoot. Thank you. This will make proceeding with this investigation FAR easier now that Molly was a hundred percent sure that this she was dealing with was unnatural in nature. The girl would have had doubts before, but now this dear doctor had confirmed it to her from the get-go. That deserved a bit of a reward. Time to "warm-up" to the Doc just a bit. While freezing somewhat, Molly hugged herself a bit to keep warm and let one of her hands up to poke at her own chin as if thinking. The girl put on her best impish smile and looked away from the Doc.
‘You referred to these deaths as the “nightly quota” before. Does that mean the killers strike every night? In that case, it could be the killer actually kills for food, but that would be illogical since the bodies are left. Feeding on eye-substance? Never heard of such a creature. Is it a sport or instinct? Is there a purpose in killing these people? Did they stray too close to something? Does those killed have something in common? Maybe the killers are actually taking revenge on a band of criminals that we don’t know about and they are the good guys from one point of view. Symbolism in how they were killed, perhaps? If so, public would not be in trouble. But however, if it is just a large unnatural monster, then we all would stand equal…’
‘Maybe we should check what the nights with kills in them have in common? Full-moons? Werewolves, then. Maybe vampires? Are the victims missing any blood? Are they actually members of a supernatural war against the same people that won’t allow us to leave Fort Lucy? Whoever claimed there would ever only be a single monster out there?’ As Molly started mentioning the supernatural, her eyes calmly scanned over the doctor and her smile became ever so mischievous. How would she react? Would what Molly now said be disregarded and viewed as childish idiocy or would it get attention? Molly lifted the finger into the air as if she suddenly realized something.
‘Ah! Perhaps the right person would be able to "see" the attacker the killed one saw from reading in the dead people’s eyeballs, and so the killer got rid of the eyes in order to throw such a person off track! Would that not make sense?’ Molly grinned as she looked towards the Doc happily. As happily as she still could without the cold getting to her. Had the Doc not convinced her unnatural things exist, she would not have been giving this theory. On the other hand, perhaps she had. After all, she was having fun.
‘Hey, also. If that coroner is so bad, how about you steal your way to the bodies yourself? You’re a doctor. Could you not say you have to examine the bodies to see if the wounds contain some certain disease? Like, some disease to tell from exactly what that bite was from? I’m no expert, but animal bites do contain bacteria, right?’ Molly giggled to her own suggestion. After all, this doctor would serve an excellent purpose, and already had. It was truly brilliant to be able to learn the truth about part of this town while not in a deadly pinch…
… It hit her. Almost at the same time as the cold started freezing through her coat and started touching her body. Was she not… in a deadly pinch? If the doctor was able to do this… and had just asked that… and had just shown her this… and told that… could it be..? Could it be she had only waved this presentation of power in order to do away with the little girl? While Molly was mentally telling herself her imagination was running rampant, the fact was she was getting colder. Was she supposed to freeze to death here? She hoped fear was not shining through her eyes as she looked to see if anyone was too close for the doctor to get away with murder here. Indeed, it was rather far to the heap of people over there, and through Molly’s eyes right now, it felt like it was way too far for her to be safe. Suddenly, Molly didn’t want to look at the doctor, in case she held a devilish smile. Because that would mean the end. But, she had to. She had to confirm-
Meanwhile, it would appear someone was approaching from a slightly different direction. A red-headed woman with clear intentions of interrupting any conversation that was going on was striding close to the doctor and Molly. She stopped just beside them, as a large obstacle standing to prevent anything weird from happening, a guardian of the night marched in from the dark to create a block of warmth in the freezing night with her warm-looking aura, both in the smile and the color. Some heat returned to Molly, despite how impossible that seemed.
Molly sighed loudly, as she picked out her glasses out of her coat on the left side, incidentally away from the direction Lilith was in. Silently, Molly spoke to the doctor.
‘It would seem our conversation was interrupted. If you ever find something you wish to discuss with someone or just want to tell someone, don’t hesitate to call me. Now, I don’t wish to be slowed by a group of “know-nothings”, so I’d like to be on my way. I’ll leave these to you, expert.’ Molly quickly pirouetted around to Katya and bowed deeply.
‘Please do not tell my parents that I was out at this hour.’ While that might have been a rather desperate measure to try to keep out of trouble, it was the best one available. With the voice of Mollie saying it, she had said that as if she had very special reasons to why she was out here. Hopefully, her employer would be able to overlook this. Now, for the other person who knew her…
Molly put on her glasses while still bowing to Katya, completing the initial outlook of Mollie. Then… she spun around, and ran towards Lilith with a truly girly kind of run. She let fear flow into her expression. Really, she was not faking it; she was just letting another part of the truth show itself.
‘Li-Lilith…’ A weaker voice from compared to earlier came from the same lips, and it uttered the name of her classmate. Mollie almost threw herself to try to be caught in Lilith’s embrace. She wanted to hug her. Currently, she wanted to be in that embrace. There was no real explanation. She was shaking, both from the cold and the fear that had come from it. Now when she had gone over to being Mollie, crying was so simple. It was just a couple of pure embodiments of an emotionally weaker personality. The grin from when she was Molly was gone, as if had never been there, replaced with a smile that indicated nothing but pure relief. Relief from seeing Lilith there. It was as if it was a dream. As so, she’d live on a bit, now taking defense behind the pillar that was Lilith…