VAGUE

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

The piercing sound of the alarm clock brought me back from the dead of sleep. I started to wriggle and stretch within my cozy, warm, haven that is my bed. As parts of my body were gradually turning on, realizing today was the continuation of my sort of 1720 issues. I leaned over at the bulky black clock.

I was already twenty minutes late for breakfast.

Suddenly my body's systems were all on go, at this I pounced from my bed like a hunting panther. I flew open the tatty old wardrobe doors and chucked on some terribly out of fashion, clothes. Skipped down the carpeted uneven stairs like a nine-years-old boy excited for his pancake breakfast. Flung some bread into the toaster and started to prepare a freshly roasted black coffee. I had just finished setting up my highly fresh brewed black coffee when the toaster popped up. Slightly charred but never mind, I popped some non-fat butter on it and shoveled it into my furnace like mouth. After accompanying myself from eating light breakfast I jump into the shower and then, when I'm back to my room, have to decide what to wear. Now, for some people this may be a fairly easy decision but for others, it's a painstaking, mind-boggling, headache-causing ordeal that they are forced to go through every day of their existence. Unlucky for me, I happen to be the latter. But there are so many decisions that need to be made by each one of us every day, and some are harder than others. I go for the usual black shirt, cargo pants and my all-time favorite hoodie and beanie. I come to my backpack and get the things from my bunker, seating on my swivel chair I decided to review the information I had gathered. I read them over and over again hoping that I could get something that would lead me to the victim's connection to the gathered evidence. The perpetrators of the crime have been apprehended with no marks, traces or any fingerprints on crime happened in 1720. There were also no signs or traces of the incident where Copper was found, even Copper's body doesn't have any fingerprints or marks. Police and investigators are wondering why they couldn't find anything to point out who did the horrifying work to Richardson, because of my curiosity I decided to go to the address where the crime happened during the year 1720, I put the things I think I will be needing in my bag, my journal, pen and vintage camera. Immediately took the car key and quickly went to the building's parking lot and immediately ride in my car to make my plans possible. if the police are unable to obtain very little information on the crime I will try to find any lead in case the alleged onlooker has a connection to Copper. Getting closer to that place made my chest bounce harder, I felt a lot of fear and anxiousness,

I'm too afraid that my imagination might just be too wide because of the articles I read.

There was something that prompted me to back off my car and not continue my plans. It is like I am not sure about my plans. I seem to be frightened by the possibility that on what I will discover about the case. am I frustrated because I know I'm not going to be blessed enough to gain many evidences that I want from the very first or I'm scared out because my family probably has something to do with it all. When I arrived at the place, I immediately stopped my car at a nearby location, maybe a few blocks before the house. I did this so that no one would ever know that I would recommence the investigation into a case that happened a long time ago. Call me crazy or stupid I know they all have a connection to Copper.

Minutes had passed since I reached the place but I still had not decided to go down. I try to look around and observe everything. I looked closely at the street where the house was built, it is quiet and it looks like you are at a ghost town genre in the movies, the neighboring houses looks like they have been abandoned because of its old, grassy and ugly environment. I also observe the house that is being bought by the possibly first Chase in Realm, the articles I've been read was right, I can say that this house is the best of all the houses in the area, the design is vintage sort off elegant even if many years have been passed, there are also destructed part such as its roof and fences. I let out a heavy sigh before deciding to get off my car, not too far at my location there's this familiar car,