The Mummy Maker

Chapter 33

It has been a week since mark passed away, we had held a funeral and I visited my sister grave to talk to her for a little bit. We had received a couple of wired magazine cut out threatening letters asking us to vote on who should be next.

the vote was, The cheating bitch so clearly my mother, the second abomination which I figured out was me, the free loading fag which was Enzo, the blind boy which was my dad, the demented twins and the bastard baby.

The police said that another home received the same kind of letter, the Police were keeping an eye on both the house's but believed that we may be a distraction to something bigger. I was beginning to think the other family was a distraction for the murder to come after us after all. The Jackson family were murdered at once but us? we were being picked of like flies.

one by fucking one.

The thought made my blood boil, A police officer was to escort us at all times if we left the house. I sighed closing hte front door behind me, I decided that I needed some fresh air and was heading tot he park.

Marcus the officer assigned to me radioed in that he was leaving the house, someone answered him and he followed me to the curb closely. "Where are we off to little lady?" he asks in amusement.

"I am just heading tot he park, I need to get out the house." I grumbled, he nodded and fell silent at my side. It was aa silent and short walk, when I entered the officer thankful stood at the entrance and staid but his eyes kept on me.

I placed my head phones in and sat down on the bench I as some memories with. I start there spacing out when my head phone fell out and a Sigh beside me was heard. coming out of my day dream I shook my head and looked beside me to see a smiling Mystic looking back at me.

He bruises were healed though she had a fresh open lip that was still lightly bleeding, "Mystic." I breathed out in relief and her smile widened thought it wasn't enough to reach her eyes, she looked over tot he Officer who was till staring before looking back at me.

"Are you a suspect?" she asked with a frown, I laughed lightly smiling at her.

"Nah, if I was under the suspicion of murder they wouldn't let me walk around. they think my family is being targeted so he is here for my protection." I stated gesturing to the officer, he mouth gapped open into a O shape as the realisation hits her.

"Wait mark and Jacksons were your family?" she asked raising her right eyebrow. I shook my head.

"Not the Jacksons but Mark was, I had recently found out mark was mine and Eleanor's -my older sister- farther." she was shocked, her face was not hiding the for even a second.

"wow... Would that mean you mom cheated?" I nodded my head the vomit still raising slowly from that realisation. "haha, maybe it's a family member killing you all off." she joked with a wink.

"I would say maybe but in all honestly no one thankfully has the stomach in my family for murder. there all a bunch of softies, it's someone else... but I don't know who."

"Well, your family is massive. you make for bigger targets." I knew she was joking to lighten the mood but right now I didn't appreciate it and stood up with a sigh.

"I am going to head home now, Make sure you stay safe Mystic. can I speak with you tomorrow?" I knew I should stay with ehr more but I was too tired. she simply nodded her head and smiled watching me as I walked back over to the police officer.

I sighed when he began walking next to me back home, the walk was silent at first until I heard him take a dep breath in. "you know... I would have thought a girl your age would have grown out of imaginary friends."

I looked over at him confused almost entirely stumped for words but one. "What?" he looked confused now as his eyes searched mine for a joke or something to tell him my confusion wasn't serious.

"When you were talking that G-"

"Myst." I cut him off.

"Right...Myst. She isn't actually there, girls your age usually grow out of the whole invisible friends by now." she said, the fact the my face showed more confusion seemed to Shock Officer Marcus, It was then that I remembered my mother reaction to Myst. To every time her name came up she got so upset and touchy.

"Marcus?" he hummed in response still looking at me, "can you drive me tot he library I need to look for something." He cocked and eye brow in a silent question but agreed away holding the passenger car door open for me.

Once I was in an buckled it was a short drive to the large library, there was a a shrine outside dedicated to Mrs. Lillian. I looked away from it and carried on up the steps, when we entered I headed straight to the computers Marcus hot on my tails.

"Aren't you off duty now?" I asked looking at him, he took his uniform Jacket off and nodded.

"Yeeha but I am way to deep in what ever is going on here." I chuckled a little. "what are you looking for anyways?"

" Anything on Ivan Vanguard or Mystic Jones." I stated and I felt him tense

"w-why would you need to bring that up?" I looked at him confused. "you mean you don't know?"

"Know what? no one tells me anything" I growled in frustration, he looked shocked as he took the mouse and pulled up an artical I had read it before but I didn't think it was this Ivan.

"B-but he... he"

"Died, so did the girl."

"but I met them, I saw her today!" I growled tears brimming my eyes. The article that was currently on our screen was of two missing girls found, one girl unnamed after killing Ivan had survived until found. the other girl mystic Jones daughter of Jessica and Jane Jones.

It described a broke dirty cabin and most likely the one I stepped into two months ago. the girls were locked into the cabin basement for year, after an escape attempt the girl name Mystic was murdered and i turn Ivan was killed by the other girl.

When she was found she was clinging on to her friend week old rotting body in the woods not far from the town where she had dragged her. My head shot with pain as snippets of a fight invaded my brain, I bit my lip not to cry in pain.

"Bella?" Marcus asked worried, I panted as the pained ceased in my head.

"Take me to Jane Mordovia." I growled, we printed off the article and hoped in Marcus car.

"let your family know where your going kid." he spoke, he began driving not once objecting to taken me to her, he wants to know just as much as me what is going on.