"Let's head to the lake together. If anything goes wrong, we'll be together. You can lead the way", he stated turning to Ace. A sigh of silent relief escaped through her nostrils as she clutched her emptied stomach. It was time for the newbie to take charge and Jasper was sure she would be completely capable of doing so. Ace looked to be quite experienced, seeing as to how she had handled those bunny soldiers back at Town Hall. An atmosphere of knowledge, that Jasper could not grasp, surrounded the red-headed teen and she admired that about her.
Understanding why he would want to avoid the
topic right now, she didn't want to get into it either, so it was best to leave it alone till later, after the investigation perhaps. One thing is for sure, it had to be clarified. Maybe she was making a big deal out of it on her own, but the truth of the matter was, it
was a big deal. Once a
first has been given away, then it can never be taken back. That was that.
"Ace, Jasper, what do you think we should find?", he asked them from behind.
A shrug was all she could do. Almost dragging her feet in the sandy bank, Jasper felt absolutely miserable and sluggish at this point. Still she had no idea what they would be needing to look for. Whatever it was, she was hoping it would be something eye catching or attention grabbing. Something out of the ordinary so that they may find it easier. Not exactly sure what 'out of the ordinary' may be defined as here in Nowhere, Jasper wished for the investigation to end with the finding of this 'Siren Song'. Fingers crossed, no fighting huge monsters involved in the equation.
Staring into the distant expanse of the lake, a light curtain of mist hovered over its quivering surface. She tried to imagine how it'd been like when the witch was drowned. 'Is her body in there?' The thought sent a sensation of millipedes scuttling up her right leg. Her throat tightened. Back in New York, she remembered accidentally walking into the wrong theater room where they had been playing a drama-horror movie. The scene she stumbled into was when a lady in a nightgown was being chained up to a pair of bricks, one on each foot, and she was pushed off a boat into the middle of the ocean. No, Jasper didn't turn around and leave, she stared at the screen until a ticket man came and dragged her out of there and into the correct destination.
'Did the witch die like that? What a depressing death the would be.'
In just the couple of seconds she was dragged under the lake last night, flashes of fear and death already began to race through her mind. She wondered how that girl in the movie must've felt. Seeing the wavy light of the sun as she stared up into the bottom of the boat that contained her murderers. Her vision getting darker. Bubbles of air rising up. No breath. Heavy bricks yanking her down. She stopped thrashing. White dress afloat.