When Darkness Falls

Leola

Leola watched Amelia looking at the tea. Probably admiring it, she mused to herself, it was beautiful. It pleased her to have things people admired, to be admired. What didn't please her was this simple woman's silence. It infuriated her. She would have to try more drastic measures. “Sylvia!” Leola called. Immediately the girl entered. “Take our guest back to her room.”

About halfway to Amelia’s room, Fry stepped out. “I’ll take her the rest of the way Sylvia, thank you.” Fry began to show Amelia back to her room. He knew that she was furious. He began to slow down so he was walking beside her. “Amelia,” he whispered, “Take this and listen to it when you’re alone, it will explain everything.” He handed her a small handheld tape recorder. “Hide it under your bed, and when you’re done with it, I’ll come back for it.”

When they reached Amelia’s room, Fry opened the door and let her inside. “And please Amelia, just tell them what they want to know.” And he shut the door. Fry wandered down the hall towards his own room. He had to find someway to help. He had hoped that Amelia would just tell Leola what she wanted to know, so they could go home, but from the look Sylvia had given him it wasn’t going as planed.

All of a sudden, it was like a cloud lifted from his mind. Amelia’s cell phone! If he could get to a phone and called it, the number would be on the phone. At least then if an honest cop found it, he could start tracking Amelia. But really, what could the police do against Leola?
 
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Having been dismissed from the tea party, Amelia followed Sylvia back to her room. Fry stepped out and Amelia was going to make a comment about welcome back White Rabbit but he gave her a tape recorder and told her to hide it. Maybe he was helping her. She couldn't quell the feelings of hope and nodded her head before he left. Amelia ran over to the bed and hid it. She walked into the bathroom and splashed water on her face. She looked up and caught a look at herself in the freaky little dress and scowled.
 
There was a knock at Amelia's door, and Sylvia walked in. Sylvia stood at the door until Amelia came out of the bathroom. "Miss, the Maestosita said that she wished to give you some company."

At that, Sylvia turned around and motioned for someone out in the hall to come in. Two little girls dressed as dolls walked in. The youngest who was four had brown hair, and the six year old had dark blonde hair. Both of these children had the blue eyes of Sara and Fry's children.

When Maggie the oldest looked up and saw Amelia she grabbed her sister Emma's hand and ran over to Amelia crying "Aunty Ami! Aunty Ami!" They wrapped their arms around her sobbing. Clinging to the warmth of the familiar figure.
 
"Hello?"

It was definatly a female voice. Trying to put him off the scent? Wouldn't work. It wasn't her voice. Even with the distortion of a phone, his heigtenes senses could tell. It was close, but not quite there. There was no way he'd be able to get the one he was after to the phone unless they gave it back to her.

"Wrong number, sorry"

He ended the call, and slipped the cell phone into his pocket. Obviously, Kyrev would have to find another way to find her.

Yet, a small part of his mind wandered - is it worth it?
 
Elizabeth

Elizabeth heard the man on the other end say "Wrong number sorry.". She looked down at the call display and noticed that it was Amelia's number. She was now getting worried and called the number back.
 
The blow to the head was staggering. But the burning inside her was to much. She lay on the ground withering. In her mind she heard heself call out to each of them.

"Kill me. I cant take the pain. Please end this for me" she begged. Lorien knew there was no way to fight it. Whatever it was, she only hoped the others were more aware than she.

"Alaric, Dahmnall, please, kill me one of you I beg" she cried. The wound in her head was substanstial and would surley have killed anyone else. She was a vampire. The only sure way to kill her was to sever her head from her body. That was what she was asking. To kill her, release her tortured mind and body from this pain. Just kill her.
 
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Amelia

Amelia paled at the sight of Maggie and Emma and crouched down to catch them when they ran to her. They must be why Fry was cooperating. She held them until they stopped crying. When she looked up Sylvia was gone. She sat them against the wall across from the bathroom and asked them to wait there. She pulled out the tape recorder that Fry had given her and went to the bathroom. She turned down the volume and pressed play...
 
Recording

“911 what’s your emergency?” The voice of a female operator began to speak in her calm professional voice from the tape player.

“My babies! My babies are gone!” The frantic voice of Sara cried, “I got up this morning, they weren’t awake, I went in their room and the window was broken and they ‘re gone! My babies are gone! Please I need help!”

"Where are you and what is your name?" Asked the operator.

Sara frantically gave the address,"I am Sara Fry, please, hurry."

The 911 operator went quiet for awhile.

"Please my girls need help!" Sara screamed.

"Please hold Mrs. Fry." The operator said quietly.

"What!" Sara said in shock.

"Hello Sara Fry?" A male voice asked.

"Yes! That's me, please, my girls are gone, I need help."

"Mrs. Fry, you need to stay calm and listen to me. You daughters are safe, and if you want them to remain so, don't talk about this to anyone or they're dead. As you can see, you can't talk to the police, if you tell friends, they're dead, if you enlist any help whatsoever, they're dead. Don't leave the house, don't see anyone or we'll be mailing peices of the girls to you over the next 12 years."

There was the sound of the phone dropping to the floor and Sara's terrified scream.
 
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Vyrek lookd at the phone. It was ringing again. The number was the same as on the redial, so that meant that whoever had the phone probably wasn't going to stay satisfied with the 'wrong number' routine. Well, tough for them. He wasn't going to talk with anyone he didn't have to, and that included probable kidnappers on the phone. After all, freshly discharged patients don't tend to leave their blood laying around willingly.

Pocketing the phone, he stood and waited for either it to stop ringing, or one of the officer's friends to turn up
 
Elizabeth

When no one answered the phone Elizabeth kicked her friends from Drama out. She grabbed her cell phone, pulled her blonde hair back and put her pepper spray in her pocket. She remembered that Amelia was suppose to have dinner with Dahmnall and his uncle so she drove her car over to the church.

She continued trying Amelia's phone hoping that she would answer. As she got closer to the church she could see smoke rising. She got there and looked around at the emergency vehicles. She stopped the first officer she could find and asked him if he knew where Amelia Callahan was.
 
Amelia

Amelia stopped the tape recorder. No wonder Sara had been acting weird around her. She put the recorder back under the bed and asked if the girls were ok. She started to look around the room again for another weapon and noticed that the curtains were heavy so the rod would have to be pretty solid wood to hold the weight. She pushed a chair over and unhooked the curtain and rod. She tried to bend it and it didn't move.

She gave a few practice swings and moved the girls so that they were against the wall across from the door to the hallway. She filled them in on her plan and sat beside the door so that when it opened she would be hidden.
 
At last the phone had stopped ringing! Kyrev could fully concentrate once more. He had to find out what had happened to the female officer! Sure, some would say that this was going well out of his way for ansers on why a church got burned down, but then, churches are supposed to be safe havens. Not only that, but with *her* there, it probably had links to the rest of that group, including the man who tried to deliver the final death to him.

Even though he didn't really need to, Kyrev exhaled loudly. Surely there had to be some kind of clues around here that would give him a lead. Silently he cursed himself for not taking that law correspondance class.

Starting with his immediate area of the alleyway, he started to examine every surface, every item, in an attempt to find something, anything that would help
 
Elizabeth

Elizabeth stepped out of her car at the hospital that the officer had pointed her to. She looked at her watch and noticed that it had been at least twenty minutes since she had first gotten the call. She flipped open her phone to shut it off but dialed her sister's number instead. She held the phone to her ear,

"Come on, where are you."

The night was quiet and she heard a ringing. She pulled the phone away from her ear and looked around. She noticed that the ringing from coming from an alley near the hospital.

"Just my luck. The middle of the night, dark creapy alley, and a serial killer on the loose. Next thing I should do is roll in bbq sauce and go find Hannibal Lector."

Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked over to the alley and she could see someone at the other end.
 
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Kyrev was still checking through everything around, having only found the faintest signs of a scuffle, when the phone went off in his pocket again. Checking it out, he saw it was the same mobile number as before. Whoever it was, they wen't giving up. Commendable.

Soon after, he heard something else. The click-click-click of ladie's heels on flagstone. Someone was walking toward the alley, and, by the sounds of things, talking to herself as well.

Kyrev straigtened up and smoothed down his white jacket, waiting for a few seconds for the footsteps to get closer. Then, he turned around to look directly at...

... A woman he had never seen before in his life

"Something I can help you with miss?"
 
Elizabeth

Elizabeth tried to remain calm walking towards the man scrounging around the dark alley. Normally no force in hell would have made her do that but the ringing from coming from him. He turned around and said,

"Something I can help you with miss?"

She shut off her cell phone and the ringing stopped. She dialed again and the ringing came back. She looked up at him and asked,

"Why do you have my sister's cell phone? Where's Amelia?"
 
"Why do you have my sister's cell phone? Where's Amelia?"

Kyrev frowned. Her sister? Well, it is possable. He knew that he had next to no knowledge of the officer, besides the fact that her name seemed to be Amelia, and she wasn't overtly agressive. He smoothed back his hair with one hand.

"That's exactly what I'm trying to find out. I wanted to talk with her and, thanks to the officers attending to the blazing church, found out she had come here. All I have found is her cell phone"

He pulled the phone out of his pocket and looked at it for a second, before slipping it back into his pocket.

"Before you ask, I'm a friend. I helped her out last night, and was hoping she could help me. Looks like she may need my help twice in one week"
 
He seemed friendly enough so she said,

"She was suppose to have dinner with Dahmnall and Father Patrick. The officer said that she had come here. Maybe Dahmnall went to the hospital too. Do you mind if we got out of the alley and went back to the hospital?"
 
"Dahmnall? That name sounds somewhat familiar"

Kyrev sighed. Sure, he might as well go with this woman. Either her story was on the level, or she was the world's best lier.

"Alright. Better to wait inside for some word than just lurk around out here. I wasn't turning up much anyway. Probably a small scuffle happened here, and someone got cut"
 
Elizabeth

They walked out of the alley and into the hospital.

"My name is Elizabeth.

When they got into the hospital she asked the person at the front desk about Dahmnall and Amelia. She nurse said that Amelia had been let go and there was no Dahmnall. Elizabeth looked confused at Kyrev.

"Why would only Amelia be taken to the hospital and not Dahmnall and Father Patrick?"
 
"My name is Elizabeth." She introduced herself. Kyrev noded once and smiled slightly. "Kyrev. I'm... not from these parts"

After they had walked back inside, Elizabeth had enquired at the desk about Amelia and Dahmnall. Apparently the fact that only one of them had arrived seemed to shake her.

"I don't know. Could be that this Father Patrick was at the burning church and had found another way out. Or not. Still doesn't explain what I wanted to talk to Amelia about, and that is why it was on fire in the first place"
 
Elizabeth was starting to get worried,

"If Father Patrick found a way out he would be here or still at the church. There is something wrong. Amelia was here and you found her cell phone down an alley. Her partner went missing a while ago and I'm worried about her. When you were at the church did you see Dahmnall? Maybe we should head back to the church."

Elizabeth remembered that Amelia had said that she had gone out for coffee with Dahmnall last night. She turned to Kyrev and asked,

"What did you help Amelia out with last night?"
 
Kyrev shook his head. "I only saw amelia at the church. I arrived only just in time to see her getting loaded into an ambulance, then I ran here to make sure she was all ok, and ask my question. If you feel that returning would be wise, then we shall"

He looked into Elizabeth's eyes with slightly narrowed eyes. "I directed her to a doctor when a friend of hers got injured. Why?"
 
"Why wouldn't you just send them to an emergency room at the hospital? Where did you send them?"
 
"I sent them to a man I know and trust. As for why, well, with the injuries the irish man had suffered, there would be too many questions"
 
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