Supernatural Case Files

3 Dollar Ticket

2.1.3
Part 3

Ever since she dropped down numb and unconscious, Umber had no clue who handled her limp body while she was moved back to the cottage and was lowered down on the cold wooden floor to sleep alongside the line of all the other sleepy heads. Fortunately for Umber her ash eyes when she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night were staring tightly over the doorway with no clear obstruction in her gaze, which confirms her position, Umber was the one sleeping at the very corner of the doorway.

Being the only one to have to stay awake, Umber was already drenched in boredom under the dimmed-down candlelight in the drenched down silent walls where the light couldn't reach was complete darkness and silence.

Alone and free in this seemingly off place, she now had enough room to think of that dark faceless child she accidentally crossed her gaze while in seek of Tyler and Monty. It was a lonely moment when Umber could only describe her heart while dealing with situations simultaneously and spontaneously.

While everything seemed sorted out of itself Umber had this only memory bothering her and pricking her deep down within, the shady faceless child she exchanged her glance with not once but twice, her curiosity had her for good when her consciousness would only be wanted to seek it and her consciousness could only better bring it up.

The only acceptance she mentally and physically could cope with the strange happenings was to sneak out beneath the eyes and to investigate its connections to the paranormal or the science wherever it fits. Whether she hallucinated in her sorry state or was it only visible before her eyes for others to act completely normal despite all.

Easily making her way out with her quiet steps as nervousness frothed her entire self, perhaps under the only guiding light the moonlight that was almost as dim as a spark. But the flames that ignited within her soft heart and curious mind were far too exaggerated to let a tiny dim spark slip away.

With a hold on her conscious state, while out alone in the woods distanced from her squad sleeping. In the middle of the dense nightfall when owls hooted out louder than ever, she took all her steps responsibly, while staying calm and collected within herself. As the team was still headed out from within the dense grey hood of random trees scattered everywhere filtering most of the guiding light away from the land and all the weighted grass that protected the vicious snakes safely in the dark.

Memorizing every muscular moment from before she took the same number of steps in the same direction as before when guided upon.

Reaching out into the mangroves and onto the swamp where the faceless figure resides, Umber could do nothing but wait for seemingly some time for the person to show itself out naturally in the open once she was caught at her weakest.

But nothing ever went planned according to the young girl, the shadow never showed up thrice and so was she unable to memorize her way back to the cottage which led her to wander hopelessly out in the open woods all by herself while her team dreamed out a good dream each individually.

Unfortunately for her she seemingly discovered quite a new spot from her glare from afar. The place which she could recognize by her sight was an old bus station with broken wooden paneling and a long abandoned wooden bench placed underneath the cracked framework.

'I see an abandoned old bus station. I wonder if it's still in the use or abandoned plus my field of vision is completely grazed apart by mother nature's touch thankfully. However, I can't picture anything over there and so anyone apart from there is still here like me.

From the knowledge I gained watching all these instinctive horror movies, old places should be the most skeptical ones and be avoided anytime. But since I am a detective myself that puts me in a new genre of investigation and shit plus I don't know my way back so I guess I give it a hint of a try for my growing inner awareness and to put ash to my curiosity.'

Cautiously Umber sneaked ahead while not making any tiny rustling sound to only keep her presence concealed from the other side.

Away from the dense woody side and on an old broken and almost dissolved countryside road near the almost abandoned bus stand stood a girl who almost was the as same age as her but was standing all alone by herself.

When her ash eyes sneaked upon that girl, Umber fell upon her beauty. Her almost heart-crushing face, her bubble gum pink hair beautifully swirling slightly along the rhythm of the air, her glass-like delicate green eyes that shined even brighter in the pleasing moonlight, and most importantly her dark forehead marquise spot with shiny but purple dyed facets that reflected its diamond-like nature with her every face moment.

Umber couldn't believe her eyes, unnaturally she blushed at the ethereal beauty of the girl her eyes just laid upon.

Not even just her face, Umber adored her everything at that moment, the traditional modern styled high-length red-dyed Japanese styled kimono she had on her on her pink wavery hair and her flossy, glass-like delicate features, and the lighter-dyed denim shorts she had with white long doctor's coat tagged with the flow.

Umber was flattened by the view. Her habits by the way she carried her sling bag and how beautifully the moon shone on her revealed her partly at a time.

Umber's ash eyes soon lost away the touch with reality through her magnificent appearance before her.

Only to be forced back to reality, as a policewoman on duty. Umber was prepared with her pistol loaded and angled in her wrists partly but all hidden behind her dress pockets.

Even tho in the duty Umber is the one known to avoid gun exposures in her activities but being two females alone in the place that had her alert from the start, even tho Umber seemed like a lost, and frail officer on the surface but for the whole time she had her loaded gun as her backup for her safety.

An immediate and a blinded encounter to death is all it takes to protect herself from the eyes of a predator in the dark.

"So I see you young lady, what's your name and lady may I say you that this is already late at night and you are in a place where you shouldn't be." spoke Umber as she approached ahead while naturally concealing the pistol beneath her uniform.

"You already know what the time is do you?

It's 2 in the morning. Even more dangerous for a frail skin like you to be so carefree and casual." continued Umber maintaining her accent bold and strong in a way to make the other girl feel inferior only for her good to show the girl how unsafe it was to wait alone all by herself in a remotely blind spot like this.

"I am Ichigo Zakura, or else you could remember me as Zakura Ichigo, I wait for my bus till 3 regularly." spoke the girl hesitating on her accent a bit.
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