Remarkably enough their were no visible evidence of a trap. Or any means of defense at all. The site was covered with heaps of blankets, and leftovers of all sorts of food that can be found at any corner store...wrappings, cans. bottles. Some water bottles seemed to still be filled with liquid, but upon closer inspection it would turn out that the liquid was a strong yellow coloring to it, and had the most horrendous odor. On the wall where these disgusting beverages were staked up against, was the same symbol that was on the ground, this one etched with white chalk. A circle, with an "x" inside it. Who knew the meaning of the circle, or whether or not it had meaning at all. Underneath, also in chalk, was a message: "Don't try and find me". It seemed to be a universal message, but perhaps Gordon knew it was intended for a certain group of people. Perhaps he felt it was meant for himself. Such a thing could in fact be the truth. But If one were to investigate the heaps of garbage that littered the ground, maybe they would take a look at the expiration dates. Or the logos that were on the goods.
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Such were some of the dates listed on the products as dates when they would expire. And judging from the logos, and some plastic bags that were not yet victims of the wind, these were all products of a very local grocery store. Dominicks.
There was also a receipt, dated 4/2/11.
Yes it was very recent...Wayside Campsite, England~Hannah Rosalind Granger~
Oh, the thrill of the hunt. So many bunnies running around aimlessly in a large and dangerous labyrinth, ignorant of the very being who took great pleasure in such pursuit. Such speed, such despair. Run little rabbits. Run away from Death. Rest assured everyone will die in the end. And then it's the Devil who will have your souls for the taking.
And the woods, they were the devils playground.
It almost seemed like the trees were shifting on that clear English night. It was almost like each of them were responding according to the game. According to it's wishes. Completely and utterly becoming a labyrinth of bark and leaf. Sure enough Hannah might soon feel as if she wasn't getting closer and closer to her destination. As if she was...growing more distant, away from her friends. At first she would notice that the screams and little voices were becoming fainter. But then, some of them would stop completely. In the wake of silence, a new sound would emerge from the shadows. Footsteps. And they were right behind Hannah. Edging so closely. She could almost hear feel the creature's hot breath.
So...Close...New York City, New York~Echo~
Echo's initially disappointed face brightened up to a big grin upon hearing the news that this Bobby character was just across the street from here. 'Perfect'
she thought with glee. 'Now I just got to find this guy. Hope he's not in too deep. Even if he is I could always offer him a safe place in my room. I'm sure Stormy won't mind...Oh who am I kidding, of course she'll mind. Stupid, stupid.'
She quickly thanked the clerk, and began heading towards the door. The idea of dropping him off at Thage's popped into her head but then she remembered one of her more recent posts. 'No I can't do that. She was already attacked by that Eulogy guy once, what if this guy turns out to be Proxy?'
Echo shook her head, trying hard to get rid of the thought. Stormy's thought process was starting to rub off on her. Being paranoid was one thing, but falsely accusing people of being evil was another thing altogether, especially when she hadn't met this guy before. Speaking of Stormy and Proxies, she hoped she was okay. Usually that girl would've called her right now.
As if on cue her cell phone began to ring. "Yes, Stormy?"
"Where are you?! I've been trying to call you for fifteen minutes now!"
"You were? I swear my phone didn't ring until just now."
"Echo, I swear! You better not-"
"Relax! I'm fine! I'm just at the Famiglia Pizzeria. Just missed Bobby I'm afraid, but there's still a chance I might catch him. If you want, I can order us some pizza on the way back! Lot's of mushrooms right?"
"You're at a Pizzeria
"Well, I never did say I worked well on an empty stomach. Honestly, you worry too much."
"Don't you think I have a right to worry? Whatever, come back soon okay? I don't feel safe sitting here by myself."
"Do what I always do. Look up random videos on Youtube. Might I suggest the 'Fuzzy Fuzzy Cute Cute' song? Those little critters are so adorable. Oh, and Surprised Kitty is pretty cute too!"
"B-!" The line went dead before Echo even got a chance to say goodbye. Subtly, she frowned. 'How rude.'
Putting her phone away out of the corner of her eye she spotted something strange, and particularly out of place on one of the customer's jackets. That symbol was that what she thought it was. Was he-
[url="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2F4EFYM_MA"]♫Fuzzy fuzzy, cute cute♫
♫Fuzzy fuzzy, cute cute♫
"What is it this time?" groaned Echo's voice into the cellphone's reciever.
"Can you please get a pizza with no pepperoni this time? You know how queasy my stomach gets when I eat spicy stuff."
"Just get back soon. And if you have to bring that kid along, at least make him sleep on the floor or something, because there is no way
I'm sharing a bed with him."
Stormy." said Echo, repeating Stormy's same words that Stormy said not too long ago. 'I really have to get her to leave soon'
she thought, finally going out the door and heading towards the grocery store. It has been over a month since she moved in with her, and over two months since they started commenting on eachother's blogs. In such a short time she felt like she found the best friend of her life, someone she could spend forever with. But now, it was getting to that point where no longer could they stay in New York. They had to get on the move, or else Stormy's own paranoia might get the best of her. She supposed that's why she was looking forward to Thage's meeting so much. It provided a chance for them to get out of the hotel, get some fresh air. Massachusetts was only one state away, they can easily take the expressway up north. Maybe she could even bring this Bobby guy along. He'll be like her own little secret apprentice. She'll teach him all the tricks of running, and who knows, he might even turn out to be more badass than Zeke Fucking Strahm. Echo couldn't help but snicker at this. More badass than Zeke? What was she thinking? Nobody could possibly
be more badass than Zeke Fucking Strahm.
Her smile faded when she spotted a guy complaining about some poor guy who was at the front of the rather long store line. She frowned, 'Asshole!'
A part of her reeeaaally
wanted to beat the living daylights out of him, but as Stormy told her time and time again, she couldn't draw attention to herself. Especially since anyone
could be a Proxy these days. It doesn't help that their were some agents of the feds lurking about searching for anyone who knows anything about "Mr. Skinny". She shuddered at the thought. But still the temptation to engage him in pleasant conversation was just too good to pass, "Hey impatient guy! Why don't you leave him alone huh? Some of us aren't as sharp witted as you. Or maybe you are just insecure because you've never got an A." She couldn't help but smirk at the guy. She may be borderlining insanity but at least she knew she had more sense than this asshole.