> Alex
> I frowned, "maybe...suicide, after a long history of mental
> illness...doesn't sound good," I replied. "Maybe we should check the guy
> out, never know it might turn out to be more than coincidence." I turned
my
> attention back to the desk but came up blank, "I really don't feel
> comfortable cracking the lock...do you?" I asked.
-Nick-
I handed the clipping back to Alex after I was done looking over it. "All
right then we'll find out what we can about this guy." I said glancing over
at the filing cabinet. "I don't have to answer that question do I?"
Alex
I shook my head, no he didn't want that any more than I did...so we'll get
gone. "Back to the house?" I asked with a smile, "that trail is getting well
worn, isn't it?" I headed towards the door and stopped dead in my tracks, my
hand flying to my head as I felt the first crushing pain of the sight. I
felt my knees weaken and gripped the desk for support.
-Nick-
"Back on the well worn out trail that leads back to the house." I replied
back to her. I rushed over to her side when I saw that her oh so wonderful
gift almost knocked her to the ground. I put my arm around her for whatever
support I could be even if it was probably already over with. "What did you
see?" I asked after it had passed.
Alex
I held onto Nick for all I was worth, trying to stay upright as the images
flashed before my eyes. "I saw a guy...oldish, with a neat beard and
glasses...dead," I finished as I looked up at him. There was a
hospital...could have been here in San Francisco, but I'm not sure...Nick,
it was him...the guy following Rachel...he killed him."
