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The night was still when Kara arrived at the hospital later that night. The leaves scattered across the trees were unmoving and the lights from the light poles were unnervingly dull. There were no flies swarming around nor were there any people walking about the streets or parking lots. 

She questioned it silently but snuck into the back door of the hospital anyway, wanting to get in and out without any troubles awakening her path.

She was surprised when she noticed the halls empty and rid of any nurses and doctors. She shivered, feeling uneasy as she trailed to her destination.

She successfully entered the medical records room and didn't hesitate to start shuffling through filing cabinets, looking for the year of her grandfather's death date. She knew without a doubt her questions would be answered there as her father had informed the two young twins that their grandfather's final resting place was in that big building.

He was putting it nicely, but she wasn't stupid. Her father always avoided questions about his father and whenever he couldn't run away from them, he feigned his sincerity about the man who had raised him.

She let out a shallow breath once she found the promising date and filed through last names, finding several Wilder folders throughout the whole drawer.

She glanced behind her to make sure no one was there before pulling out her grandfather's folder and opening it up. She scanned through his birth documents and medical emergencies but was shocked to not find a death certificate.

She furrowed her eyebrows and carefully examined each page until she reached the end of the folder. Her mind raced with thoughts but she hurried and stuffed the folder back in the filing cabinet once she heard footsteps outside of the room.

She brushed against the wall and peeked outside the room, watching as a nurse walked further down the hall, thankfully not toward her.

She looked back at the filing cabinet and ran her thoughts over carefully, coming up with one solution that would answer the new questions that added to the others she arrived there with.

It wasn't difficult to exit the building, considering there was absolutely no one in sight. She still took caution and glanced over her shoulder as she moved through the halls. She knew there were cameras but she was able to avoid their line of sight by weaving between the right places of the walls.

She had a weird feeling that made her skin erupt in goosebumps but she ignored it once she left the building. She began walking to her car on the other side of the parking lot, having not wanted anyone to see her when she snuck in.

It was dark where she parked, rid of any light poles and it was next to the trees. Her footsteps were light and she made no noise as she retrieved her keys from her pocket.

She looked around and noticed how everything was still. It was mysterious, especially since there should've been traffic at that time of night.

Her boots halted on the gravel and her body froze as her ears perked up at a sudden noise in the depths of the trees. Her eyes focused on the abyss of the dark and she listened to any other noises but after a few moments, there was nothing. Probably an animal, she accused.

Still, she stared at the empty spaces around the trees before getting into the car and driving off. Once she entered the highway, it was like a flip had been switched and suddenly there was traffic coming from behind her.

People were coming out of restaurants and cars were filing into parking spaces of hotels, checking in for the night. She let out a string of bewildered curses at the sudden business occurring in the night.

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄, ERIK LEHNSHERRWhere stories live. Discover now