Chapter Three: Rita Lauren

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Chapter Three: Rita Lauren

The next couple morning hours pass by quickly because I am so focused. Even now I can’t take my eyes away from the files. I look for anything to do with “green lights” or “cult circles” – anything related to what we saw that day in the forest. I sigh and prepare to take a short break, but the last file I look at has something interesting written in it that catches my eye.

Lander May. Specifically, it is a report given to the police by him stating he witnessed suspicious, possibly criminal activity and was victim of a very criminal attack. His statement mentions he encountered a cult circle, barely making it out alive once they discovered he was snooping. Unfortunately, there is no mention of magic written anywhere. But then I do a double-take at the date of the case. 150 years ago!? Holy – just how old is this guy!? Continue reading «Chapter Three: Rita Lauren»

Chapter Two: Lander May

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Chapter Two: Lander May

“Another late night, Jeff. You must be starving,” I said to my fluffy companion as I heard my own stomach angering for something more than the whiskey I had feed it last night. I tried to move, but was still rooted firmly in my chair behind my desk.

I spun around in my firm wooden chair, just to get the blood flowing. The warm sun hit my right hand, as I reoriented myself in front of my desk. Based on the placement of the sun, I could tell that it was about 6:30 in the morning. I was able to perform this “trick” because I had removed all the wooden blinds from my 2 windows, as I didn”t see a need for them. This irritated my partner, but not as much as the rest of my gadgets that stood on my dark wooden desk.

The left side of my desk is occupied by a metal typewriter, but this was not a normal typewriter it was also a typereader. You could feed the contraption a set of papers and it would read the contents back. Most models have a output for a headphones, but mine has been personally modified over the years and I broke that functionality, so the sounds only comes out of the two giants speaks on either side. To annoy my partner I “accidentally” place the papers upside down so that the machine sputters out nonsense. On the right side of my desk sits 2 trays labeled input and output. I had them setup to speak anytime a paper was placed in either one. I updated the sounds weekly, just to keep it fresh. Also on the right side, is a small metal rotary video phone that gets very little use.
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Chapter One: Rita Lauren

Me and Venkat wanted to try our hands at writing something, so we came up with a splendid fantastical crime-solving magical mystery story idea. He and I will take turns writing it, similar to the other story. So it has no real plot yet.

Please don”t take this story too seriously. It”s not meant to be accurate at all.

Okay hope you enjoy!

 

Chapter One: Rita Lauren

What cannot be erased shall not be forgotten.

A life is made up of moments, and in a moment a life can end, sometimes naturally and sometimes at the cruel hands of others. There are all sorts of dangers out there lying in wait, but we don’t always have to be the victims. We can choose to be the protectors.

I, Rita Lauren, have taken the oath to be one of those protectors. I didn’t do it out of a sense of purpose. But now that I’m here I might as well act like I should – like a detective of the local police department. Fight the baddies (read as “sit on my ass all day”), get paid a somewhat decent salary, and hopefully, if I’m lucky, find my purpose and live life happily ever after.

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