I walk behind the old woman as she leaves the mansion. I’m desperately trying
to purge the nightmarish scenes from my head as the old woman’s lamp illuminates
the path as she slowly walks to her house.
Finally, she gets there and unlocks the door to enter the house. I slip through
before she can close and lock the door. She takes some documents out of her
pocket and sticks them in a kettle hidden in a cupboard.
After a simple meal, she went to bed after snuffing the candles. She then began
I’m surprised I can still see in the pitch black house that has no candles lit. Even
without the light, I can make out the interior of the house. It seems like
something I heard of from my past life.
Temperature sensing? No, thermography?
I’m trying to recall a program I saw on television.
So, my bracelet was a magic tool?
It looks like a normal bracelet, but it might be a gift from a god. I carefully
enter the kitchen and take the paperwork from the kettle.
Great, this is the black book of the scheme. I’ve got the evidence and themission is complete.
The next day, I contact Kyle and hand him the documents.
“Patrick! Thank you. This looks like it will bust the case wide open!” Kyle
“I’m a little tired, so I’m going home. I wrote the address of the old woman
who served as the go-between on this paper, so please investigate her.” Pat
I handed the piece of paper to Kyle and started to leave the room.
“Thank you for your contribution!” Kyle said as he bowed deeply
I still can’t get their rendezvous out of my head.