A Mysterious Past
- A Mysterious Past
Soft light filters through the drawn blinds, and you blink slowly awake. This was how you always awoke. No shrill sound of the alarms. Just the change from darkness to light. As your mind tries to process where you were, a part of you aches. Twisting your head to the right, you noticed the clock on the bedside table. You had only landed in bed about three hours ago. Oh Well. Three hours of sleep was better than none, right?
Stifling the groan that wrenched from your lips as you shifted into a sitting position, you let your eyes take stock of the room. A part of you wanted to ignore that you were in some no-tell motel in the middle of nowhere. Not that it mattered. You didn’t exactly have a home. So, you had to flit from place to place. Today’s place was some backwater town in the middle of Kansas.
Once you were more awake, you let yourself get out of bed. Still in the same clothing from yesterday, only slightly more rumpled, you frowned. A quick shower woke you up a bit more, but nothing would prepare you for what you would do. The tiny desk in the room was littered with newspaper clippings, obituaries, and numerous other documents. None of them made sense to the casual eye, but you’ve been putting together the connections for months.
Picking up the top document, you let your eyes roam over the pages. It was a news article about a young woman who was suddenly famous. She had some talent with a cello that had garnered national attention. This young woman was supposedly missing, having not been seen in quite a while. The clues, however, lead to this location, if you knew what to look for. So that was why you were here. Trying to find her, to find out if she was alive or dead. Though your gut told you, it was a mix of both. That there was something strange going on.
This entire situation is beyond your control, but you don’t have a choice. If you want answers to the darkness of your past, you must solve whatever is happening here. You need to find this person. Though you need to figure out exactly where to start. Over breakfast?