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deegeeCome to Brightwell, because there's people after you, the text said. First, what the fuck was in Brightwell? Absolutely nothing, but Native American Burial Grounds. Kai checked before she left her apartment in Vegas. Second, whoever messaged her mentioned magic, which is bullshit because it's bullshit. At first she thought it was a scam. It had to be, because she's the king of scams. No one gets her. They'll get got. But the text came in on her real cell phone and not the multiple ones she opened under false names and stolen identities. The only ones that know her real number is her family and friends she left at the commune and they rarely contact her, so there had to be something to this. And third, people are after her and that's not good. She's scammed hundreds of people and if anyone of them knows her name she'll be locked up for fraud, scams, and stealing identities. She has to find out what this mysterious texter knows.
So, she bought a bus ticket, packed a dufflebag full of her clothes, costumes, stolen identities, and got on a bus (cash only) straight to Brightwell. The moment she entered the town an uncomfortable nudge in her mind led her to a specific destination. She wasn't thrilled. The closer she got the harder it became to ignore, until she was right on top of it.
"Hey! Stop the bus!" She called to the driver, bag on her shoulder, already walking down the center.
"I can't stop in the middle of the road. This isn't the CTA. I have to let you off at the station."
It's not magic, never magic, but she does acknowledge something weird is going on with her. She tried again, this time her tongue felt a little slick like a glossy film cover it. "I said, stop the bus."
"Fine. You drive a hard bargain." The driver stopped a block from the building the nudge is leading her to. Kai gets off, and rushes down the street. It's a motel. An ugly one that reminded her of that movie Bad Times at the El Royale...Fuck, what if it turns out like that? It's best not to go, but she can't have anyone knowing who she really is and not know if they're trouble.
Several people were walking inside at the same time and some kid greeted them at the door and he's the one that sent the message. Yep. El Royale for sure. Not good. A man in a trench coat that's seen better days addressed her, but she ignored him.
"Look I don't know what the hell is going on, but I want to know who told you my name and if you're going to cause me trouble."
So, she bought a bus ticket, packed a dufflebag full of her clothes, costumes, stolen identities, and got on a bus (cash only) straight to Brightwell. The moment she entered the town an uncomfortable nudge in her mind led her to a specific destination. She wasn't thrilled. The closer she got the harder it became to ignore, until she was right on top of it.
"Hey! Stop the bus!" She called to the driver, bag on her shoulder, already walking down the center.
"I can't stop in the middle of the road. This isn't the CTA. I have to let you off at the station."
It's not magic, never magic, but she does acknowledge something weird is going on with her. She tried again, this time her tongue felt a little slick like a glossy film cover it. "I said, stop the bus."
"Fine. You drive a hard bargain." The driver stopped a block from the building the nudge is leading her to. Kai gets off, and rushes down the street. It's a motel. An ugly one that reminded her of that movie Bad Times at the El Royale...Fuck, what if it turns out like that? It's best not to go, but she can't have anyone knowing who she really is and not know if they're trouble.
Several people were walking inside at the same time and some kid greeted them at the door and he's the one that sent the message. Yep. El Royale for sure. Not good. A man in a trench coat that's seen better days addressed her, but she ignored him.
"Look I don't know what the hell is going on, but I want to know who told you my name and if you're going to cause me trouble."
