Arrivederci 🔪

XIX

Before Robin left his street, he flipped through Amore once more to see if there were any clues about how he could find Prudence. When he turned through the pages in Prudence's 2017 entries, he found an entry that was addressed to Robin himself:

Dear Robin,

I knew you were going to read this diary. I had absolutely no doubts. Well, in case Rosalind didn't tell you, I fled. Where to, I won't tell you, you'll have to find out yourself if you truly like me. This will be a long voyage, Robin, trust me. If you're ready, then prepare yourself.

DO NOT SEND ME ANY TEXT MESSAGES, BECAUSE I WILL NOT SEE THEM OR REPLY. IF YOU DO, YOU WILL NEVER SEE OR HEAR FROM ME AGAIN. THIS NOTE IS YOUR ONLY HELP.

First, go to the Renaissance Center and go to the Broadway station (there's a token taped here, you can use that). Do you know the yellow line that passengers aren't allowed to stand on before the train arrives? Go stand on that line, in the middle, and under there, you will find a map and some clues.

Robin followed Prudence's instructions and drove to the station. He picked the token off of the page and entered the station. There was nobody there. Like Prudence told him, he stood in the middle of the yellow line and attentively leaned down to peep under the platform. He noticed a yellow envelope taped there with some writing printed on it in large, bold, neat letters. Robin looked over. A train was coming, so he had to act quick. He reached his hand down there and grabbed the envelope. The train car was getting closer. Right before the train got close to his body, he pulled the envelope from under the platform and threw himself back up and away from the yellow line. The train rolled up. After a minute, the doors closed and the train moved on to the next station. Robin stood up and flipped the envelope over. 'ROBIN JACQUES LANSING' was printed on the back. He tore it open and saw a piece of paper with another instruction:

Now, go to the park where Joshik and I used to go to together, and go to the woods. Keep walking until you'll find a dagger sticking out of the ground. Dig a hole and there is something there. No matter how horrifying it is, keep digging and do not stop. DON'T TELL ANYBODY. There's another clue there. -P

Robin knew which park Prudence was talking about. 

He got into his car and drove to the park. Then he entered the woods. He kept walking until he came to a circle of trees. There was a dagger stabbed into the ground, left by Prudence. What the hell, thought Robin, and began digging. It was pretty cold, so the ground was hard. However, Robin didn't give up. He didn't even get too far, he already felt something. It felt like a human body. The further he dug, the more frightened he got. After twenty minutes of digging, he dug up a corp. Robin screamed. He knew this person. The girl's stomach, T-Shirt, hoodie, and pants were covered with blood, and from the looks of it, she has barfed out some blood too. "Sara!" he gasped. Her lips still had the remains of the dark brown lipstick she had put on two years ago. Her heavy makeup on her eyebrows and eyelashes was still there. Her swarthy face had a look of horror. There was another envelope laying on top of Sara's body that was addressed to Robin. When he ripped it open, he saw this:

XIXXXIIVIVXMMM09020

Insert this code into your GPS and just keep driving. You can stop for breaks, but do not go back to Detroit, no matter what. -P

Robin left the woods and went back to his car. Should he risk? What if this was on the other side of the country? It could be anywhere in Canada, Mexico or even somewhere in South America or Alaska. Was this worth it?

He opened the Maps app on his phone and entered the code. It didn't show where the location was, nor the number of hours he had to drive. Robin sighed. I should go for it, he thought and tapped Start.

"Make a U-turn as soon as possible," the GPS told him. Robin followed the steps and got out on the highway. But...

a car with the plate number A54 3527 drove after Robin and decided to follow him.

Robin drove for over an hour now, and the GPS didn't tell him to pull aside. "Keep driving," it said. He opened the drawer across from the seat next to him to see if he had any cigarettes. His cigarette pack has vanished, however, there was a tape recording lying in its place. Maybe it can be a clue that Prudence left for me, thought Robin and inserted the tape into the tape player. But the tape wasn't from Prudence. It was from Rosalind.

▶️

"Hello, Robin. This is me, Rosalind Elsbeth Jones, your ex-girlfriend now. I recorded this tape because you refuse to listen to me and look at me. Do not eject this tape. You're a goddamn traitor, Robin. You betrayed me with that slutty Prudence girl, you didn't give a shit when you found out that our son was aborted, in fact, you were happy. I wanted that baby, Robin. I was going to keep it and raise it with you, and since you're the father, you had no choice. You sent Prudence to kill it, right? I bet it was Prudence, it couldn't have been anyone else. Not only you didn't give a crap about my feelings when my baby boy was killed, you also cheated on me on Valentine's Day. FUCKING VALENTINE'S DAY. THE DAY OF FUCKING COUPLES AND LOVE. We were supposed to spend that day together, but you chose to cheat on me. You fucking kangaroo, you banged Prudence on Valentine's Day night and didn't even tell me anything! You activated Do Not Disturb mode and didn't reply to my text message that night. Do you know where I know this from? Sara Moscow told me. Yes, she's a ghost if you can believe me. I saw her myself. I bet your bitch and yourself have seen her too by now. You know what she was like when she was alive. And she hasn't changed even after she died. So now, you're looking for Prudence. You left Detroit. You went to the Broadway station to get that letter, or code or whatever it is from Prudence. I saw you do it. You betrayed me, so now I'll betray you. And what I will do is inevitable. Bastard, rotten kangaroo! You should kill yourself instead!"

❚❚

Enraged, Robin ejected the tape and snapped it in half. He cried to himself while banging his hand on the turning wheel. "Daddy?" a voice said. Robin screamed and honked the horn in horror. He started to panic. "Daddy, calm down!!" the same voice said. Robin froze and slowly turned his head to the right. A naked ghostly baby was sitting in the passenger seat. "What the freaking hell are you doing in here?!!" he hollered and thought to himself; this is a hallucination, this can't be happening...

He tried to shake his head and drinking water, and even pouring the whole bottle on himself. The baby was still there. "Daddy, why didn't you want me? I'm your son..and even after Prudence killed me you were happy about it...why? Mommy wanted me, and she wanted you too because you're my daddy and I could have made it with you..but you didn't care. Why is that?" said the baby, that was supposed to be named Robin Jr.

Robin: "GET OUT OF THIS VEHICLE!! NOW!! YOU DON'T HAVE PROOF THAT PRUDENCE KILLED YOU!"

Robin Jr.: "Lady Moscow asked me to get this diary for them so they can find out who killed me. I think that maybe the diary is in here,"

He floated to the back of the car to Robin's bag and started looking for Amore. Robin has had it. He pulled over to the side and grabbed the bag from his unborn dead son. "DO NOT TOUCH THIS!! I swear to god-" he hollered when another vehicle pulled over. "Leave me alone!!! Leave my stuff alone!! Why are you here?! You were never born!! Get out of here, for god's sake!!" he screamed and tried to push Robin Jr away.

"Do not yell at my son!!" a voice yelled. It was Rosalind. "Give us the diary! We can find Prudence for you and kill her for what she has done!" howled Sara who stepped out of Rosalind's car. Robin was close to having a heart attack. "GET OUT OF MY LIFE!! LEAVE! OTHERWISE, THERE WILL BE A HERD OF COPS HERE IN A MINUTE!" screamed Robin. In anger, he pushed Rosalind further away from her car, gave her a punch that wasn't too hard so it would be more challenging for her and Sara to find him and to have more time to get away. Then, he ran back to his own automobile and drove away at maximum speed.