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The woman didn't react right away, she may have been sound asleep. But no, after a sigh came out from under the hat resting atop the woman's face her arm rose to push it aside so she might see what kind of person was interrupting her highly attentive fishing. A dark blue-green eye stared...

He heard a voice, but it was muffled and distant. He didn't understand what the voice wanted. The voice came again, a command this time. He ignored it. Why should he obey an unfamiliar voice... It felt like he was lying down somewhere windy and cold. Flakes of ice caught in his white hair. He...

Nothing in particular stood out as Mason walked. There was very little traffic here on the outer edge of town, so it was possible Abigail had walked a while before Randy Marsh had spotted her. But Mason hadn't been walking long when his 'watch' picked something up. The reaction was more than a...

Mars' response to Lionel's threat was his trademark mocking smile. "As you wish." It didn't take long for the cab driver to drop the pair off at a small motel situated just outside the north side end of town. Sunrise Motel. Mars had asked for it by name. The cabbie had asked if he'd be needed...

Mars watched Lionel work for a bit before deciding to take a stroll down the line of dead names carved into stone. Normally Mars assumed that when a person was in a bad mood, he was the root cause, but in this case it seemed more likely that a bad mood was an integral keystone of Lionel's...

"You're close. Five points to Hufflepuff." Mars held his hand out over the corpse. "I did a little trick I learned from an evil witch to make a curse doll out of the body. A little girl fetish if you would." Mars bust out laughing at his own black humor, almost falling back into the hole on top...

There was only indistinct sounds on the other end of the line, followed by the call ending. Abigail must have hung up the phone. Mars pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the hole. "Well I don't know about you, but I found that quite informative." He put out the cigarette in the cold dirt.

The line was quiet. Mars waited. "... I don't think so. Daddy was home, but he still had work to do..." It sounded like she might have been close to crying. "I hope daddy's done with work soon. Mommy will be happy once daddy gets home. He can always make her smile ev- Ah!" The girl on the...

"Um... I really don't remember. I was just swimming... Daddy said I could..." The voice on the other end of the line was quiet for a second, and for just a moment even Mars down in the hole turned to look up from whatever he was doing over the body. "I was in the pool, then I wasn't. I...

Mars took the cigarette happily, not at all bothered by Lionel's attitude. It wasn't like he planned on sticking the thing in his own mouth. "That's fine," Mars assured the girl. "Whatever you can think of will help, no matter how little. If you don't mind, I'll hand the phone to my friend now...

"How?" Mars rolled his eyes and mimed lighting the thing. Honestly, what was he supposed to do with an unlit cigarette? "Hmm?" "How can you help?" "Well, I'd like to figure out where you went the last few weeks. Your mom was very worried about you. I'm sure if she knew that you were safe and...

The call wasn't a random string of characters or emoji, so it wasn't anyone on Mars' contact list. The number was local, actually. Mars put on a smile and accepted the call. "H-hello?" "Hello Abigail," Mars answered the hesitant voice on the other end. "Um... are you the person who was at my...

"Like I said, it doesn't feel like something evil has been here. But it's not impossible. This is important," Mars looked Lionel in the eyes, "When dealing with the unnatural, never dismiss the impossible. Demons, gods, and unknown powers in every color laugh at impossible all the time. When...

Mars looked at Lionel like he'd grown a second head. Though actually such a sight probably wouldn't have gotten as much of a reaction from Mars as what Lionel had just said. "Ghosts... rare?" He dragged his fingers down his face in despair. "Oh mon chéri, what do those incompetents waste their...

"Hmm..." Mars' eyes narrowed slightly in thought. "Very well," he said, retracting the finger that pointed at Lionel. "We'll do that. In the morning, we'll try and find where Abigail's double wandered out of." "Leaving the possibility that the girl in the Jameson home isn't Abigail for now...

"Nobody likes a pedant," Mars said. "The answer for the majority of your species would be their mother. Since you spoke with Mrs. Jameson more than myself, did you get the feeling that she doubted the identity of the girl claiming to be her daughter?"

"Are you implying that I might have taken advantage of my trip into the house's bathroom to steal an indecent article of clothing belonging to a young girl?" Mars recoiled from Lionel in mock disgust. "I had no idea you thought so low of me. How mean. I'll let you know I'm an outstanding...

"That's enough," Mars suddenly stopped Lionel's steady work. "I'll do the rest." He took the shovel from Lionel and swapped places with him in the hole. Mars had to give it to him, he could really work efficiently when he put his mind to it. The hole was already deep enough that the casket...

Mars turned his head to look back at Lionel, an odd look in his amber eyes. "Come now, don't tell me my cowardly lion is scared of a few ghosts." And just like that his mocking smile returned as if it had always been there. "If we're speaking practically, that isn't wrong. A healthy mix of fear...

The cab door opened, and after moving the obtrusive shovel handle so that he could sit, Mars reentered the vehicle and closed the door behind him. "Much better," Mars said in a satisfied tone, having suddenly asked the driver to pull into a gas station so he could relieve himself. But he hadn't...