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Nightland

The fact that Serena was used to dealing with gangs impressed Russell to no-end. It took a special kind of cop to deal with gangs. You either had the gifts for it or you didn't. It wasn't something that you acquired but it was something you were born with. For Serena to be a Lieutenant no less meant that she was damn good. In any other department on the force she would be a Captain easily. This made Russell view Serena in a whole new light.

Russell maintained a safe distance from Serena. He was completely comfortable letting her take point on this one, but he stood slightly off to the side to where if he had to draw Russell would miss her without question. Russell though was close enough that he could listen to what Serena was saying to the vagrant. Russell felt like she was used to dealing with difficult situations with gangs, whereas Russell's number one goal most of the time was to get a confession out of someone. Bill was good at laying the ground work and Russell would build on it along the way. Bill called Russell "The Sandman" when they knew it was time to get a confession out of someone. "The Sandman" because it meant that it was time to put a case to bed. In this case though they weren't even close to bedtime. In Russell's mind they hadn't even gotten out of bed to start the day.

Overhearing everything Russell knew that this wasn't going to the way he thought. He thought that the vagrant might give them a morsel of information that they could build on. In this case the vagrant was nothing more than a fortune cookie. Saying something but it wasn't making any sense. Russell knew that Bill wasn't going to like any of this from an investigation stand point, but from a "Scooby-Doo" kind of mystery point of view Bill was going to be doing cartwheels. He learned to enjoy the out of the ordinary because of Russell. In this cast this was "The Twilight Zone." Russell bent over towards the vagrant who was now in a babbling trance. He stood next to Serena and said, "I don't smell any booze, and he isn't showing any signs that he's on drugs." Russell said, "I don't know about you but I'm ready to call in the Ghostbusters." Russell bent back over to the vagrant to see if there was anything unusual.

When he was done he stood back next to Serena. The word "Nightland" troubled Russell on many levels. He asked, "Nightland? Why doesn't that make me feel like it's going to be something fun and pleasant like a Disneyland ride?" Russell shook his head twice and said, "First thing is first we got to get this guy into a cell downtown so we can keep an eye on him for a few hours. We run him in on a concealed weapons charge, because I'll bet he doesn't have a permit for his gun." He looked to Serena and said with a shrug, "It's a charge that enables us to keep him out of a psych ward for a bit. Besides, we run this through the proper channels he is at the hospital where they may pump him so full of drugs we may never get anything close to a possible fix on what he's talking about." Russell looked at Serena and said, "I know that he's not exactly the most coherent guy we've ever met in our line of work, but he sought you and me out. There's some kind of rational thought system within him somewhere." Russell thought for a moment and asked, "I wonder what the other members of the Scoobies have found out?" He looked over to Serena and said, "I think when we get downtown we need to compare notes with them after our coffee run."

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The Haunting of Emily

Post will be up between Thursday night and Friday night.

edit: Okay so things worked out so I got the post going tonight.

Nightland

Reply by Thursday night. Real life getting in the way.

The Haunting of Emily

Between what happened to Joe, Denise, Phillip and Pandora, the equipment being destroyed, and now with the more than likely scenario that Maxwell was dead (if he was lucky) TJ reached his breaking point. Without saying a word he went to the back of the SUV and pulled out his baseball bat. It was metal, black with gold lettering on it and TJ was twirling it along his right side. He found a large piece of equipment that was pretty much wiped out in the sabotage, and TJ decided it was time to finish the job. With a primal scream he let loose with five solid shots yelling with each blow and obliterated the broken tool into a pile of useless plastic and wires. The driver's window to the SUV was already smashed so TJ just threw his bat back into the SUV through it smashing what was left of it.

TJ took a deep breath and looked over to Phillip and said, "So much for me being the reasonable one." He nodded and said, "You're scared? Join the club. I am scared out of my fucking mind Phillip! Anyone with three working brain cells would be scared. Hell I'd be more worried if you weren't, but we need to work the situation so we have at least a fighting chance to live."

He looked over to Pandora and said, "You and Denise? Works for me."

TJ closed his eyes and then reopened them and said, "Look, I know that when we agreed to this we knew somethings could go wrong even the possibility that one or all of us could die. I doubt though we thought that it would actually become reality, but it has. So now we all have to do something about it. I know that I'm being a jackass right now spouting off suggestions and so on but I wasn't hearing anyone else give any ideas." TJ exhaled and said, "If you got an idea then damnit say something! I don't have all the answers! We all bring something to the table. This thing got off the ground because we worked together, and now we have to do that again. I'm bankrolling this yes, but that doesn't mean I am the Dictator. We have to work together or we might as well go our separate ways right now and take our chances out in the woods."

Looking around TJ said, "Before we left I called Beth and left her a phone number. It's to a friend of mine at the FBI field office. He and his partner like to dabble in paranormal studies. I told her if she didn't hear from me in three days she was to call them. Whether or not they come looking for us is an entirely different subject, but there are those who know where we are and Beth can be a force of nature." He showed his Fitbit and said, "This has a GPS embedded in it they would be able to find me. That's one reason I'm thinking we should stay together so that if I'm found they'll find you all as well." Walking over to the SUV he said, "We have three days to try and tough it out. I'm also aware that we might not last those three days. Hell we might not even last the next three hours but by God I'm not going down without saying I did everything I could to survive." TJ walked over to one of the bags and looked it over and said, "There's some salvageable gear in here." He slung it over his shoulder, walked over to the SUV and grabbed his bat, and said, "Here ends the speech. You can help me out by grabbing a bag or some gear and heading inside." He then gave a look as if to say "whatever" and said, "Or you can do whatever you want." With that he began to head towards the Orphanage.

The Haunting of Emily

If there are no objections I'll post something tomorrow.

Nightland

Russell was relieved that Serena had joined him. He wasn't sure what to make of the vagrant who wanted to speak with them. However the fact that he was focused in on Russell and Serena did pique his interest somewhat. Russell had been out of the "cop game" for some time so it wasn't like he was well known as a cop, and Serena being an Lt. wasn't exactly putting her in the headlines. Unless of course it was for the wrong reasons, but that was another issue and Russell didn't feel any of those vibes coming from her. Something about all this told Russell that this vagrant would be of help to the case. Not to mention they were just going to talk. Nothing wrong with that...right?

He said, "I could use a good stiff drink right about now." Russell looked over to Serena and said, "At the moment though we're on the clock as it were." He shrugged his shoulders and said, "In a manner of speaking. However, I'm picking up a coffee for Bill and myself I think you could use one as well considering you didn't get yours earlier this evening. My treat you can get the next one." Russell gave Serena a small smile and leaned against a wall across from the door. He looked around for other possible entry points and knew that the door they came out of was the only way to enter the alley from the building. Other than the opened ends leading to the street and loading docks. Russell kept his eyes moving though because after what he had seen this evening for him anything was possible. He said, "We need to be careful, I did notice that this guy is carrying a pistol in his trousers." Shaking his head Russell said, "I don't think he's necessarily a threat. Mainly because if he wanted to make trouble with it getting off the elevator and opening fire would've done it. Also when Bill had everyone distracted, which by the way he did a brilliant job, and I walked past him..." Shaking his head Russell said, "He could've went for me or at least tried. The officer was distracted and the guy didn't even try." Russell looked back over to Serena and said, "It was a calculated risk but I was betting on the odds he wasn't stupid enough to try something."

Letting out an exhale Russell decided maybe it was time they got to know one another a little more. They did the share thing in group, but the group didn't really know each other on any other level. He said, "So we're probably going to be pseudo-partners on this." Russell shrugged his shoulders and said, "I got a feeling in my gut you and I are going to be doing a good chunk of investigating on this one. Bill is good. No doubt about it. When my family was killed he nailed the guy who did it in less than 48 hours. It would've taken other detectives three times as long if they were lucky. This though isn't exactly familiar territory for him so they might be looking to us for advisement." He looked at Serena and said, "How do you want to approach this guy? I'm willing to follow your lead on this."

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Nightland

Sounds good I'll have something up sometime today...by tonight at the latest. Weekend errands so I'm in and out today.

The Haunting of Emily

Considering a post...but I want to give others a chance. I'll wait until at least Saturday night.

Oh and @Maglar EXCELLENT POST! The t-shirt it's still wearable...anything happens to the leather jacket though...and Phillip will be begging to join Joe.

The Haunting of Emily

A minor edit at the bottom of my posting so that "the drawing" (if it happens) goes a little easier as opposed to everyone throws their licenses into the hat.

The Haunting of Emily

Denise's limp wasn't too much of an inconvenience for TJ to deal with. After all that she had been through TJ was relieved that a limp was the worse physical side effect that Denise appeared to be dealing with. TJ knew though that that psychological damage could take longer for her to deal with. TJ made another mental note but this was to recommend a good friend of his to Denise. His friend was a therapist who could help Denise sort through her feelings if necessary. TJ was hopeful that the others were not dealing with issues similar to Denise's issues. He realized that Joe could very well be dead by now, and that was a burden he would have to accept if he was. However, TJ was more concerned about his crew at this point.

Coming upon the scene at the vehicles TJ's mouth hung open for a few seconds. He looked around and said, "Mama said there'd be days like this." TJ closed his eyes for a moment to gather his thoughts and then reopened them to take in the scene. TJ said, "The scratching on the side of the door is meant to make us believe that this could be a spiritual attack. However, I beg to differ." TJ walked over to the SUV and said, "First off how would a spirit or entity not of our dimension know what lines to rip out? Or how to open a hood to? Or which pieces of our gear to wipe out? Not to mention..." TJ shined his flashlight into the SUV and said, "A lot of these lines are cut. What kind of spirit needs to cut something? No this was deliberate sabotage."

Upon hearing the options of either stay where they were or leave out on foot TJ said, "Staying here is the safer of the two options actually. Whoever did this to our gear is still out there. I have the feeling that some of these people look at the movie 'Deliverance' is a 'how-to' movie, and I would hate to think that someone like that is out there waiting for us. Besides trying to navigate a rocky road at night not exactly a smart move." Nodding TJ said, "However in the daylight we have better odds. The main road is less than four miles from here and our cell phone signals would improve significantly in the wide open areas." TJ took a deep breath as reality was sinking in and said, "Any documentation or evidence that we gather is a bonus or not even a blip on the radar right now. Priority one is our survival. Not that it hasn't been already, but now it's on a whole different level."

TJ paced for a couple of steps and said. "All right here's my suggestions at this point. First off we gather whatever gear is working and we prepare to stay the night inside the orphanage. It's not an ideal situation but at least it's four walls and a roof. Second, we gather whatever gear we can that is still working and see if we can possibly coble it together to form some kind of perimeter defense or an alarm. Third we stay in pairs under all circumstances. If you go to the bathroom your partner goes in there with you. Modesty is a moot point now. Get over it right now because surviving the night is goal number one. Forth, we sleep in shifts. First team is on from 9pm thru midnight. Second team midnight to three, and the last team is on from three to six. 6am we all get up grab a granola bar and some water and whatever gear we can carry and we try to make it to the main road. Lastly, if your team is on watch your phone is on power save mode only. If your team isn't on watch cut the phone off. We need as much battery power as we can get for when we try to leave tomorrow."

TJ looked around and if not, "Any questions or suggestions? Or a better idea? Then I suggest three of us put our driver's licenses in my hat and the other three will draw at random to see who is paired up with whom for the time being." Looking around one last time he asked, "Anyone else got anything to add?"