begins to walk off in their direction, start jogging, passing cars and streets, following the presences. He had to switch between watching where he was going with his eyes open, and closing his eyes to check the presence’s location. The presences where getting closer, the outline of the people becoming more clear, and before he knew It, he sense their presences without the use of his closed eyes, like he felt the haven and Veronica. “What the hell’s going on??” He asks himself again, but he puts it off for later. Now is the time for action, someone may be in trouble. He begins to slow down, panting, when he passes a gas station. He was very close to the presences at this point, observing as they both were facing each other, then... one disappears. This startles him, and he speeds up again, tired from the running. He was in the middle of town now. Beads of sweat ran down his face and exploded on the ground below him as he approaches his target. He’s extremely close, about a block away now… only… he was at an interior parking lot, the ones with many levels. The presences had been inside this, and one was leaving the other end. He didn’t know whether it was in a car or not, but he had to at least find out where the woman was. He entered the parking lot. The parking lot was deserted, nobody here, just a whole bunch of cars. Light from the street lights peered through the small openings, and illuminated parts of the room, heating up his skin as he passed through it… when, eventually, something caught his eye between the cars. As he passed through one of the lights, something sparkled due to the lighting effect. He stopped and took a double check. It looked like a jewel… a blue jewel. He approached it, and as he got closer, he realized what it was. It was an amulet, one shaped like a snake, with a blue jewel in it’s eye. Veronica had one like this. He walked up to it and reached for it, when he slipped forward when he stepped on a liquid, hitting his head off one of the cars the wall behind the cars. Whatever the liquid was, it was all over his legs. At first, he thought it was urine, and was disgusted… but… It wasn’t. He looked down at his shirt through his dizzy eyes… and at first he couldn’t believe it. But soon he realized. BLOOD! Bastion screamed, and flailed, and then he saw where it came from. It came from a cauterized wound in a woman’s chest and throat! The presence he felt before, it was the killer! And this was his Victim! Bastion screamed again, over and over, in shock, until he stopped and calmed down. People were running to investigate. He quickly grabbed the amulet, and stuffed it inside his sock to keep it hidden. Then he closed his eyes, and let his senses fade as he heard the horrified yells of civilians.
Chapter Two – Secrets known by few
Sebastian Slater
Bastion lies in his hospital bed, finally at peace, the only noise he can hear is the peaceful beeping of his heart rate monitor, as opposed to all the fuss about the murders. His mother, Talia and the police have all been rather frequent visitors, and while he appreciates the attention he’s getting from his mother and Talia, he would much rather just get past this concussion. Being constantly reminded about what he had seen was both disturbing and depressing to him, and he just wanted to move on. His mother was wailing, and hugging him, and fighting off police when they came to question him, telling them to “leave him alone, he’s hurt and all you want to do is interrogate him”. Talia came in, also crying from time to time, blaming herself for dragging him out in the middle of the night, although she couldn’t keep the drama up for too long. Like Bastion, her head was also in pain, although this wasn’t from a concussion, it was from a hangover. The police wanted to know if he had seen anything, how he discovered the body, if he heard anything, that sort of thing. He wasn’t actually suspected of committing the