"Yep, so I've heard." she was talking to herself after the man walked inside. She knew very little about the bike, since it was built from spare parts by her parents.
She shook her head and soon began driving up the road to the gas station to get a paper, and a little food, and see if she could find out anything more about the investigation, perhaps talk to some people. She figured she'd start with each of the children's parents. After talking to them, she began thinking, as she always did, about who else could have information. She went to the school to talk to the teachers and a few students, hoping to find out more about them. With more information than she needed, though none of it very useful yet, she decided to go to the police and ask about the previous murders, hoping that would shed some light but it wasn't very helpful to her either.
She ended up driving to the crime scene, not really knowing why. She sat on her bike, staring at the scene, thinking she'd see something that'd help.

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They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies - You will release your life, joining with the god-damned world of the dead and the lonely. - Я сошла с ума, Mне нужна она
Innuendo Squad's Resident Lesbian
Mother of darkness, mother of light, earth beneath us, soul in flight, songs of love and love of light, guide us to our heart.
We all come from the Goddess and to her we shall return like a drop of rain flowing to the ocean.

~Nino Maks – The Devil’s Trap~

Nino smiled at Grant and nodded his messy head, "Wha, thanks, I owe you one Grant," he said softly. He stood to follow Grant and looked back to the Brooks, "Thanks Brooks, I'll see what I can do." He placed a twenty on the bar, "Keep the change, my friend." He followed Grant and watched him with sleepy eyes, not worried that he was following a stranger as he had followed worse people. "What do you think we should do first? Research the deaths, or talk to the locals 'bout odd thin's goin' on in the past, wha?" He ran his fingers over the headphones around his neck, smiling shyly.

He looked up to the taller boy with a kind look, noting the curly hair and beard. He doesn't seem to care how he looks, the boy thought mildly, Just as well, no room in the budget for stuff like that in this job. He shook his head and asked softly, "How long have you been doing this? Huntin', I mean." He waved to Twitch as he walked by.

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~ Stillwater, OK ~
~ Two days later ~

After each of the Hunters tracked down their pieces to the puzzle in the Stillwater case, they eventually all visited the lookout point where the murder had occurred. Information was shared: some of it freely, some of it grudgingly, and theories were formed.

A temporary alliance between all that were involved was forged, and the Hunters trudged into the woods to find the remains of the woman who'd committed the first murder so many years ago, and whose vengeful spirit had killed the others.

Grant, Nino, and Twitch worked on uncovering the grave when they found it well after sunset, and Sam, Twitch, and Sylus found themselves fending off the murderous female ghost in the meanwhile.

After insults and injuries, the spirit gave them the final piece of the puzzle, the key to who she'd targeted: it was only couples with the same set of special circumstances that she killed, couples with a man who'd cheated on his newly pregnant significant other.

And then someone tossed their zippo onto the lighter-fluid-and-salt-soaked bones, and the ghost disappeared in glowing embers, leaving the Hunters alone with their triumph.

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~ Blackwater, OK ~
~ The day after that ~

The Devil's Trap still remains a great place to gather and get information, or even to just stop off for one last drink before leaving the great state of Ooooooklahoma (where the wind goes whipping over the—aww, you get it) behind.

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Sam rode her bike down the road, believing she'd made at least one new friend. She was a little unsure but had no doubt Twitch was a good guy to fight beside. One night, having gotten a little money that she'd inherited from her grandparents, whom she'd heard died recently, she stayed in a small motel.
During the night, she'd had a nightmare. [Hana already PM'd me the nightmare] When she awoke, all she remembered were the bright blue eyes and the woman's soothing yet dangerous voice. "What kind of demon has blue eyes?" she asked herself before checking the time. It was too early to be awake but knew she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. With a sigh, she went to take a shower.
She had given Twitch her number and hoped he'd be able to contact her soon so she could tell him what she remembered. She knew another hunt was coming and hoped she wouldn't be alone.

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They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies - You will release your life, joining with the god-damned world of the dead and the lonely. - Я сошла с ума, Mне нужна она
Innuendo Squad's Resident Lesbian
Mother of darkness, mother of light, earth beneath us, soul in flight, songs of love and love of light, guide us to our heart.
We all come from the Goddess and to her we shall return like a drop of rain flowing to the ocean.