His Soul

Team Up

On the night of the investigation, you gathered everything for the detective work that awaited you. You shrugged on your trench coat, slipped on your leather black leather gloves, and hiked up your reliable work boots. You prepared the moment the sun set, brewing a cup of coffee and nibbling on one of the pastries you'd purchased from Audrey's shop. It wasn't a healthy dinner, but that didn't matter. You were going to be on the clock soon, so you needed something to get you by in the meantime.

As you headed to your front door, you passed by Curioso's box and paused. You remembered what he asked you yesterday - wanting to join you on this escapade and aiding with your case. Your hands clenched themselves as you debated this option. No, no, no ! You couldn't trust him. He would find a way out of that box and complicate everything . You didn't need a distraction, and you certainly didn't need to risk anything when he was completely safe sitting in your office.

..Right?

You scolded yourself for overthinking and forced your hand to turn the handle. You made sure the place was locked before carrying on to your car. You loaded your supplies into the passenger seat and started the engine, entering Brianna's address in your navigation. It didn't take long to get there, and once you were in the vicinity, you picked an empty space across the street to park in. You turned off the engine and sat back in your seat, opening one of your books to get some reading in while you waited.

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Your lips pressed into a thin line on your way back to the Dark Light Detective Agency. You didn't solve the case, nor did you really get any clear answers.

The whole predicament was odd when you thought about it.

You followed the woman to a restaurant at the further end of town, where she joined some individuals and engaged in a conversation that you briefly recorded in your car. You were farther away than you wanted to be, so most of your recording came out mumbled and lost in static. You still took a picture of the sight to show to Brianna later and recorded some things in your journal. The group hadn't left in separate vehicles, but collected into one van that sped off quickly. You barely had any time to catch up with them.

A car had slipped between you and the van, which was a much needed buffer, but ultimately worked to your disadvantage, as you almost lost the vehicle in focus. You followed as best as you could, but they were moving unpredictably onto different streets. They took a sharp turn onto a road that you failed to spot in time. It hadn't shown up on your GPS and the area wasn't illuminated by any street lights. The darkness that faced you was... intimidating .

You recalled how your skin crawled at the sight of the dirt road...something didn't feel right. Like there was something sinister awaiting there, begging you to follow them. Several things ran through your mind then - you'd heard stories of things being laid in the streets to force motorists to pull aside, where they would either get killed or kidnapped by someone with bad intentions. It usually happened on roads like these...separated from life, engulfed in blackness. Unseen and unheard.

You didn't fancy your face on a Missing Person's poster, so you drove away. But now you regret it. Why had you been so scared? You carried several useful things in your car, plenty of tools to use in your self defense. You even had direct contact with the police, should things escalate. You've faced more terrifying ordeals than some desolate road. Something must have immobilized you...you were sure of it.

You dragged your feet inside the office and threw down your keys in frustration. You switched on the light and took off your coat. You were humiliated with your cowardice and ashamed with the fact that you had gained so little. Your best course of action was to return to the same street tomorrow when you had sunlight on your side, and investigate what was in the area that Sophie could've gone to.