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[right][hr][color=gray][b] Everbrook Public Library[/b]
Basement. May 28th 2020.
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He'd not gotten too far from the others when he'd been chased, specifically by Jessica, Amira, and Gabi. They were all concerned with him, and who wouldn't be? After all, he was acting [i]crazy.[/i] "Look-" he started, gripping Sarah's journal in his hands tightly. [color=dodgerblue]"For ten years I thought my sister hated me or something because out of the blue she took her life. After that, my parents started fighting, my mom got big in the church and my dad pretty much stopped being around. For ten years I thought it was my fault, that somehow me being around her all the time made her miserable."[/color] He shook his head. [color=dodgerblue]"But this journal can give me something, even if it's just closure on why she died."[/color] 

Amira had the right idea in her own line of questioning: [i]Where are you going to start?[/i] He opened the journal to her earliest entry after her explanation on what was going on: 

[center] [i] [color=red] June 4th, 2010: Checked out the old mine last night. The clues were right. Another group was killed. The third shaft had the mark.[/color] [/i] [/center] 

[color=dodgerblue]"She wrote about some kind of mark in the old mine."[/color] He looked to the girls, then back to the journal. [color=dodgerblue]"She found some kind of clue there. And it might still be there. I think that's where I need to go."[/color] Jesus, he'd need a lot of gear for it. Plus the old mine was condemned. Going in might mean never getting out. But what else could he do now? He was prepared to follow this to its natural conclusion. [/indent]