In the Godfrey Steel Mill, a big figure is shaking inside of a case. Whoever is inside of the sack is manges to get their head out of it, a frantic Clementine Chasseur looks around her, pantingly. She slides herself a bit of the sack getting her tied hands out of it, then she looks up to the ceiling to the bloody drawing that Nellie and Peter saw when they where there. She tries to push the cage's door but it doesn't open, so she kicks the sack off of her and retries to open the door but she fails.
She sits for a good minute until she realizes that there's something underneath the cage, so she she quickly and carfully slips her fingers between the barns struggling to get it. She finally picks it up and starts to untie herself, she waits impatiently for seconds to get the job finally done, then uses the same thing to unlock the cage.
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"Hey, Tom." Norman calls out for him when he sees him gets out of the room as he striding to him. "The latest one, was it... was it Christina?"
"Deputies found some torn clothing and a ID for a Jennifer Fredericks at the site."
"Jenny Fredericks?" Norman jumps getting off the wall he was leaning on and making Tom look at him.
"You know her?"
"No, no. Shelley does. She's the only real friend she ever had, besides Nellie."
"Yeah, I heard she was befriending with Nellie too."
"That means Christina's still out there." He tries to reasures him as guy gets out of the room almost glaring at Tom.
"You wanna say something to me, or you just gonna eye fuck me?" Tom snaps making him leave immediately. Norman walks closer to Tom.
"Tom, I know that you feel right now more than ever that you have a job to do, but with everything that's happen--"
"I'm not one of your patients, Doctor." Tom interrupts.
"As a friend." He tries as replacing a hand on Tom's shoulder making him look up at him. "Maybe you should go home for a little while."
"I'll go home when Christina's safe and Peter Rumancek is dead and in the ground." Tom retorts dangerously, before striding away.
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Letha in the kitchen making herself a tea, but quickly looks to the yard's window to see no one there. With still being uncomfortable and a bit worried, she grabs her phone and dials a number before waiting for it to answer.
The teapot whistling and Letha jumps as she looks back at the yard's window, to see Christina with only her pyjama and jacket. She immediately walks to the back door and opens it for her.
"Christina. Hey."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." You can see the black bags underneath Christina's eyes.
"That's all right, sweetheart. Are you OK?" As Christina looks around.
"Is your dad home?"
"No. Uh, do you want me to call him?"
"No, no." She immediately refuses with eyes widen a tad.
"OK. He's probably out wondering where you are." Letha tries to reason.
"Well, please don't tell him I'm here, OK?" Christina insists.
"Yeah. Did you want to come in?" She suggests and Christina gets in.
"I thought I heard a noise. It sounded like someone screaming. Is Nellie here?" Christina asks as she heads to the kitchen.
"Yeah. I was just making some tea." Letha follows her into the kitchen. "And no she's not here, she said she had some emergency thing to do. Hey, sit down. Do you want a cup?"
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The Fixer | H.G
Mystery / ThrillerA new resident has just arrived in Hemlock Grove, Nellie Smith. With her family, they will feel the curse of their decision to go to that city.
