Anjelica and Anna

Chapter 25: Tabby

I go to London out everywhere once all the vaper has gone I see the antidote,the antidote I have waited for a year to see. I take the beakers out of the heater and the liquid is a creemy and white almost like milk that gives me a idea. I take a milk jars and carefully pour the milky liquid into the jar. I scew the lid on extra tight so none of the liquid can spill out. I get into my car parked outside and begin to drive towards the village of Alfriston where I think she's staying. I'm familiar of this place as me and my mother used to stay here for our summer holidays. We stopped after my sister commited suwiside when she was 15 mum went into a huge state of depression I tried to comfort her and ceep her smile on good days we would have picknicks on the hill. Those days where very uncommon every time she pasted Westminster she would brake down into tears. I venture into the forests that my sister hung herself all those years ago I can still see the argument we had and how me and my mother cried the whole way from our summer jols. The tress are large and omonomes I move a couple of branches out the way and see a solitary bashed up metal traylor with a fire pit. I feel the ember and see that they're still hot. The traylor looks familiar I look at it closer and blow off a bit dust of it. It revels a picture of me,mum and my sister Abigail all huddled around the first having a good time. I wish we could go back to that simple time where we were all a big happy family and when everything was perfect. I put a the milky liquid on the steps and knock the door. At first I want to stay want to see Anna's pretty face again but deside to hide in the forest and wait.