Chapter 32

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Chapter 32.

Jeff's pov

She's been gone a week. God i can't even find them. Sally,eyeless jack,Toby and me have been searching the city and other city's we can't find them. They really thought this shit through. I should've killed clockwork when I had the chance and not let laughing jack stay over.

"All my fault" I screamed punching the wall.

"I hope she's not dead" Sally's standing in the door way.

"She's not" I grunted.

"I hope not she's the only one of you I like" she giggles running from the room.

I grab a bottle of whiskey from the nightstand. Of start to chug the drink. It burns as it slides down my throat but I enjoy the pain.

"Jeff" it's eyeless jack awkwardly standing in the doorway.

"Ya" I grunt.

"I found this" He tosses a boot not just any boot Charley's.

I could tell because she always wore black combat boots.

"Where?" I threw the bottle to the ground.

"Follow me" he mumbles and walks out of the house.

I follow him into the woods and down to the railroad tracks. There are drag marks and dirt flipped all around.

"That's my girl look she fought back and Jesus I think she was winning" I yanked a hand full of laughing jacks black feathers ,from his shirt, from a bush.

"Were getting close" I laughed.

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