Broadwire

6: Finding: Brie

It's been a month since Trenton and Jasmine had disappeared. We told Carli that he had moved away and Jasmine went back to her house, not that she really cared. She was only nine though, so she wouldn't remember them anyway. Only that Trenton had slept on her couch.

"I can't believe about them, three friends all gone missing in the same town," Cayden told me as I was making coffee in the kitchen.

"I mean, is it really a mystery, they must have gone back to where Dakota was kidnapped," I told him, pouring my first cup of coffee of the day.

"But does anyone even know where that is? I mean the last five people that have went there are either dead or have become a missing person," Cayden said, walking over to start breakfast.

"Is Carli up yet?" I asked Cayden, handing him the bacon out of the fridge.

"I haven't heard her yet, but I'll go check," he said, leaving the bacon unattended. I walked over to it and remembered something. I was invited to the woods with them the night that Dakota went missing.

"Oh my god!" I yelled trying to get Cayden's attention. I might still have the directions in my old phone from high school.

"What happened?" he said in a tense tone, running down the stairs from Carli's room.

"I think I know where they went, like the exact directions," I told him, as he was still heavily breathing.

"Why, how?" Cayden asked, surprised at my new realization.

"They invited me to come with them the night Dakota went missing, then they all stopped talking to me," I told him, bringing back sadness from school. I told him to start doing in breakfast and I ran upstairs to see if I had kept something from when I was in school. Sure enough, I did. I found the phone I had my junior year, the one that they had texted the directions to. I pulled it out and it was dead of course from not being used in so long.

"You wanna go there? After everything that's happened, you wanna go?" Cayden asked when I got back downstairs to find a charger for the phone.

"Well, yea, I might, there are two missing people, of course I want to go," I said, a little bit angry that he even thought I wouldn't go back for them now that I had the chance.

"You could get captured, or killed, why don't you just turn it into the police?" he asked, but I needed to go myself, I couldn't just throw it to someone else. The last time cops had went there, they had been brutally killed and tossed out on the edge of the woods.

"I'm going, you can't stop me, they're my friends," I told him, grabbing my keys.

"They were my friends too," he said as I walked of the door. I got in my car and turned the key. I pulled out of our driveway and plugged my phone in with a wire I found. After about ten minutes of driving in the general direction, the phone buzzed and came on. I touched the messaging app and found a message from Jasmine, 17 years ago. The directions were all right there, easy to follow. I got to what I thought was about ten minutes from the opening of the woods, where the dead cops were found, and things started appearing. Things like bodies in the road that would disappear quickly. I blamed it on a sleepless night, but they looked more real than dreams or hallucinations. After ten minutes of dead bodies that were slightly terrifying, I pulled into the entrance of the woods, but after following directions for two or three minutes, the woods got too thick for the car to drive through. I got out and walked, but on the last direction, the phone died. I blamed it on a bad battery because I had 45 percent battery, but nothing felt right. Everything was slightly off-setting. I walked into where the directions said they would be, but it was just an overgrown area, but I heard something. It was soft crying.

"Hello?" I called out towards the direction of the crying. Someone stood up and I walked towards them, but the smell of death hit me like train. I ran over to the bodies and the person that was standing looked familiar. It was Trenton, and Jasmine's decaying body was on the ground, along with Dakota's. I saw things in between the bodies, mostly ash, and I grabbed the one thing that was still unburnt. A small piece of wood with a glass in the middle. It looked like the thing people used on ouija boards. I slid it in my pocket as I pulled out my phone.

"Trenton, what did you do?" I asked him, tears coming to my eyes because of the dead bodies around me.

"It wasn't me, I've been trapped here for so long. It was the monster," He looked down at the pile of ash and noticed what I took.

"No, don't take it!" he said, swatting towards me. I jumped backwards out of his reach and dialed 911.

"Get away from me, you killed them! You monster!" I screamed at him. I started to run while screaming into the phone the directions to the woods. He followed and as he passed through the entrance behind me, he hit the ground. A light flew from his body and to the ash. I walked back over to him, and I saw he was still breathing and his eyes were open.

I sat with the bodies until I heard sirens. They pulled in beside my car and I went to find them to direct them towards the bodies. Dakota's head had a gunshot wound as well as his shoulder. Jasmine had been hit by a car, her own presumably. It was found deeper in the woods, with a bullet hole through the glass and bits of Dakota's brain matter was on the driver's head rest. Trenton must have shot him as he was driving away. The EMT's said Trenton was now just a body. He could move, but he wouldn't talk or react to anything. He was being transported to a local mental hospital. Dakota's family was called and told about him, they would have called Jasmine's family, but they wouldn't pick up their phone and there was no trace of them at their house. They had gone on vacation or something. After questioning me, they couldn't find any answers and they let me go home. I sat in my car and cried for an hour before I decided it was safe for me to drive again. I called Cayden and told him everything that I'd found.

"Do you think that Trenton's been living there this whole time, keeping Dakota alive until he could bring Jasmine and kill her and then do a sacrifice or whatever he was doing around those ashes?" Cayden asked me, and truthfully, I did. That's what the cops put in their report also. Trenton was a crazed lunatic who captured Dakota when he said he ran off and just let everybody believe he was dead.

"He had problems. He said it was a monster that did it and I picked up this wooden thing but then I ran and he collapsed. He just never showed that, even at our house he seemed normal," I told him, tears welling up in my eyes. I just couldn't believe what he could with no one knowing or even suspecting him. He hid crazy well.