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she
recalled nothing they could use. She didn’t have to lie, she
remembered nothing. It wasn’t like they would ever believe she had
turned into a horrid monster. She didn’t even believe it.
    She lie in the bed quietly looking out the
window at the city of Portland wondering what she would do to start
the search for answers. Lost in thought, she hardly noticed when
her aunt and uncle finally made their first appearance.
    She felt her eyes watching them, studying them.
Her father believed them to be behind it all. He believed them to
be evil.
    Her aunt's face looked truly relieved. She was
genuine, as tears rolled down her grief stricken face. She sat at
her bedside and sobbed, “Oh thank god. We thought you were dead. We
thought they hurt you like your friend.”
    Her uncle squeezed her hand, as his lower lip
trembled, “What can you remember love? Did they hurt you?”
    She shook her head, “Nothing, I remember
nothing.”
    He looked down at his shoes, he looked sickened.
He truly looked upset by it all. She knew her father had wanted
them as an easy culprit. After watching them she had no doubts in
her heart, her aunt and uncle had not done it. They never even knew
a thing about her father, beyond his lack of parenting abilities.
They wouldn’t know how to make her become like her father. They had
no reason to do it.
    “Are her parents okay?” She asked trying to
focus on Rebecca.
    Her aunt shook her head, “No, first the brother
and now her. No.” The words burned her soul, what remained of
it.
    She nodded, “I will need to see them.” She
needed to punish herself, she needed the horrific pain the sight of
them would bring. She also knew that if she truly had no knowledge
of her best friends death, she would be there for them. She would
feel their loss with them, it was her loss too.
    “Well when do you get to come home?" Her uncle
spoke softly.
    "Tomorrow."
    Something happened in that moment that caused
her some doubt. An exchange between them occurred, she didn’t know
what it was but something stood out. His tone and her eyes darting
at him. They knew or feared something.
    "So soon?" Her aunt asked looking confused.
    Hanna smiled sweetly, “Yes I’m very excited to
come home.” Again their eyes exchanged a look. It was so subtle
that had she not been looking for it she would have missed it.
    "The doctors don’t think that maybe you should
stay in?"
    She frowned at her aunt, "No. There is nothing
wrong with me beyond a slight concussion and malnutrition."
    Her aunt pasted the fakest smile on her face, it
was rigid, "Well you get some sleep sweetie. We will see you at the
house tomorrow."
    She frowned as they both walked toward the door,
"Will you pick me up?"
    Her aunt shook her head, "Oh of course. Silly
me. Yes we will be here in the afternoon."
    He uncle nodded along, "Night Hanna."
    Their incredibly short visit and strange
behavior made her suspicious. Her father could have been right
about them. Something was up, of that she was certain.
    Roland came to visit her directly after they
left, as if he had been awaiting their departure.
    He looked handsome for an old man, in a white
golf jacket and black chinos. She smiled at his inability to look
casual.
    He smiled back at her sweetly, “Well good to see
you on the mend then.”
    She nodded, “Yes, my head is starting to feel
better, slight concussion they said.”
    He winced, “I wish there had been another
way.”
    She shook her head, “No this is perfect. It's
exactly as it should be.” Her eyes misted, “I deserve at least a
smack on the head.”
    He frowned, “No you deserve to be rid of this
curse, which is why I’m here.”
    Confused, she tried to imagine what he was
talking about.
    He looked at the floor momentarily and nodded as
if arguing with himself, “Against my better judgment I bring a
message.” He cleared his throat nervously, “A Mr. Marcus Dragomir
would like you to accompany him to out tonight.”
    She frowned, “I’m