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take me home, jason

We left the club house around midnight. My head was spinning with information about Agatha. So, she had done some awful things back in her days. So, that's why she was put into hiding. It wasn't to protect the people from her, but to protect her from them.

What a day.

Jett and I sat in silence for the first few minutes of the drive. Where we were going wasn't that far away, but it wasn't that close either. We were each lost in our thoughts about life and death. Or at least I was.

I couldn't vouch for him, but by the blank expression on his face, he wasn't too focused on anything else than the information that we learned today.

"Do you think she likes being the way she is?" He asked me in almost a whisper.

"I don't know. It's hard to determine." I answered honestly.

"She'd have to not know that she's this way, right?" He glanced at me then back to the road.

"I don't know. I know people who are just plain evil and they do the things they do because they like the way it makes them feel. But I know people who don't know when they're being too much and evil. " I wished I had more answers for him, but I didn't.

"When you came back after the pit, did you know that you were being a bit rough to handle?" He asked in a small voice.

I thought back to that time. I was powerful when I woke up. I felt it in my bones. Anger and hate was racing through me. Why was I brought back? What had I done in my life to deserve this?

"I knew, I just didn't care." But I guess I didn't have any control over it either. That pit transforms you into something you're not. It takes all the little emotions and turns them into something more.

We sat in silence a while longer.

"We're almost there." Jett announced and sure enough, the lights where the building used to stand, came up over the hillside. I put my helmet back on and took my seat belt off.

"Stop here and stay in the car, no matter what happens. You do not leave this car. I will come get you when it's safe." He slowed the car and put it into park. He turned the headlights off and looked around in the dark.

It looked calm and still. Everything that I wasn't on the inside.

I opened my door and stepped out into the night. The warm air filled my lungs and I marched forward. My eyes and ears were peeled around me. I didn't want to walk into a trap, but I didn't want to miss her either.

I just wanted to get down to the bottom of this. I wanted the answers that I fought so hard for.

I continued on into the parking center. I couldn't see anything of the normal, but what was normal after I left the building in a fire blaze.

There's a tower on the right side that looks to be a water tower or something. It's huge and it overlooks the entire property. If I just climbed up there then I'd have a better view of everything and hopefully I'd be able to spot her out.

Or she was never here and I've wasted a good amount of my time being here and trying to track her down.

But I'd never know until I tried, right?

I climbed up the ladder, trying to not look down as I went up. I wasn't afraid of the heights, but what I was afraid of is seeing something that I didn't want to see.

But as I neared the top, I had lost most hope of finding her in this massive field. In fact, I doubted she had been here at all.

But as I walked around the huge building, she was standing there.

The moon, though it was covered by clouds, hung bright in the sky and illuminated her face. She had been crying. I rested my hand on my weapon and slowly approached her.

"I knew you'd eventually find me here." She said through a strain.

"You left me with no choice." I wanted to sound comforting, but it wasn't in my abilities.

"Maybe not." She sighed a long sigh.

There was a silence between us. She turned to me leaning against the railing.

"I didn't kill him." She was watching me with calculating eyes.

"Who?" I tried to play dumb, at least, she would tell me more information than what I already knew.

"My dad. I didn't kill him. I should have been the one to pull the trigger, but it wasn't me." She half smiled, as if remembering something that made you feel bitter.

"I believe you." I lied smoothly. She shook her head in response.

"No, if you believed me, you wouldn't have tore half the city apart looking for me. If you believed me, you wouldn't have assumed that I was the killer straight from the start. You would have looked into someone elses history or back ground." I didn't know how she knew that I had been looking for her.

I believed that she was just assuming at this point. She assumed that I had been looking for her since his death.

"Actually, I did consider that someone else killed him. What motive would you have?" If I played my cards right, then I might be able to get more information out of her.

"Other than he threw me into a hole to die? Oh, not much." She rolled her eyes. Agatha turned her back to me and motioned to the never ending landscape infront of us.

"There's miles and miles of nothing here. I would have been lost forever if you hadn't dug me up. I don't know whether to be happy about it or sad. Should I hate you for meddling or love you because you took a chance on someone like me." Her voice began to crack and her knuckles were turning white from her grip on the railing.

"I'd hardly think that you deserved to be angry at me. I didn't know you. I just seen someone who needed help." I tried to calm her.

"Tell me something. Do you believe in life after death?" She tilted her head to the side. I could see the pain eating away at her. She was carrying such burdens that it felt heavy and she believed that she couldn't hold them much longer.

"I'd like to believe you can have life after death." I stated. I was speaking of person experience.

"Can I tell you a secret?" She smiled at me then. Whoever this ghost of a girl was that was in front of me just seconds ago, vanished and now stood someone deadly, cold.

It took me back to that warehouse that day. It took me back to looking into Joker's eyes as he brought down the crowbar.

A shiver went down my spine. Of course, let's play a game.