[center][h3][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h3][img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/df9380dd1dd77aa714e9e2ab797f2221/tumblr_inline_mmd806YX3J1qz4rgp.gif[/img]
[@Gilgex] [/center][hr][hr]Once they stopped, Eddie got down, brushing her hair slightly. [color=99ccff]"You should have done my miles for me in high school... I might have not flunked gym!"[/color] she teased, giggling a bit. [color=99ccff]"I've never been to New York before, but... I mean, Italian is always good. We can try this place on the corner."[/color]

Sure enough, at the end of the street, there was a tiny Italian bistro -- similar to the one found in Lady and the Tramp. It hadn't closed yet, the lights valiantly fighting against the dark. A few people were walking in and out, more of them out, as they headed home, prepared for bed.

[color=99ccff]"Can you tell me anything you might know about... Lizzie Borden?"[/color] Eddie guessed, grabbing Mercury's hand and pulling him towards the store.

While on the boat, a new possibility had occurred to her about the creature that attacked her when she was small. She always assumed it was the ghost of Lizzie Borden, giving her a curse -- or perhaps, a gift -- as an act of malice. But perhaps, it wasn't a ghost after all. Perhaps it was something more sinister, something darker. Her parents never would have believed her had she told them exactly what happened.

But Mercury, perhaps he would know what had happened that night, sixteen fateful years ago.