CONTINUANCE - John B Routledge

006.

"𝐌𝐫.𝐂?" Emerson said as she walked into The Wreck. After leaving Kie and John B at the lighthouse, JJ and Pope dropped her off so that she could help out at the restaurant. She heard that there were holes in some of the walls, and she wanted to help spackle them.

She found some spackling paste and tools, and started to cover up the holes. She kept wincing in pain though, since her bruises were still fresh.

"Hey Emerson, already helping out?" Mr. C asks as he walks through the door with Kie. "Of course! I've got nothing better to do." Emerson smiles. When Mr. C walked through the doors into the kitchen, Emerson asked a load of questions to Kie. 

"Holy shit, are you okay? What happened? I'm so sorry for leaving you, I didn't want to." Emerson rambled. "Hey, I'm okay. The dude at the lighthouse called the cops saying that we were, and I quote, 'I got two kids on drugs up here at the lighthouse. Call the police.' so we ran and the cops caught up to us, and ended up arresting us. My dad bailed us out, but he wasn't too happy." Kie explains. Emerson eyes widen hearing everything that went down, and she couldn't help but feel extra sorry for leaving them. 

All of a sudden, Pope bursted through the doors. "John B's concocting again. Let's roll." he said, as Kie and Emerson followed him out. 

"Woah, what happened to you?" Emerson asks John B as she hops into the passenger seat. "I got chased and electrocuted." John B responded. "I'm sorry, what?" Emerson's eye widen, and looked at John B a little bit closer. John B just sighed as they began to drive off towards the cemetery.

"How're your bruises Em?" Pope asks her. "They're still fresh so they still hurt, but I'll manage." Emerson smiles. 

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"So, Redfield. This whole time I thought it was a place, right? But it's not a place. It's a person." John B said as he held up his flashlight to reveal the name 𝘙𝘦𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 on a tombstone. "Voi-effing-la." JJ said.

"Is this a clue to finding our parents? I mean, you didn't really explain much back at the lighthouse." Emerson spoke up, creeped out by the cemetery. "Well, I know our parents are trying to tell us something, that's for sure." John B said as he tried to move the heavy door with the boys.

"This door is like 700 pounds, man. It's not gonna budge." Pope said, continuing to try to push the door opened. "We didn't come this far to get this far, all right?"

Suddenly, a snake came out of the tombstone, scaring everyone. "That's a moccasin, all right. Ye olde Dr. Cottonmouth. Death in tall grass." JJ said and started barking at the snake.

"JJ, shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"What the fuck are you doing? Stop!"

"You're gonna wake the dead, man." Pope said and got JJ to stop. "They're afraid of dogs. Everyone knows that, man." JJ said as Emerson smacked the back of his head.

"Wait, hold on. If there's one, there's probably dozens." JJ stated as he continued to bark again. "Shut up, guys, look. We're not gonna get in there, alright? It's not budging. We should probably just go." Pope said.

"Stop with your negativity, would you? I can get through that hole." Emerson said as she pointed her flashlight towards a small opening. "What? No, no, no, no. You think you're gonna fit through the hole? That hole?" John B tried to protest. "Look Bird, I really want to know what happened to our parents. Don't you?"

John B sighed as everyone began to help Emerson through the hole. "Okay, flashlight?"

Once Emerson received her flashlight, she looked for any clues that could help anything about their parents. "You alive? You got, like, a... a heartbeat and everything?"