Chapter 4 - 04: Difficult Situations (1/2)
How does one tell their children and their grandchildren that they killed a man who might or might not have been a murderer? The answer is simple; you sit them down and explain your side of the story and hope they understand and worst-case scenario they still love you.
This was what Alexia hope for as she sat down with both Alice and Lana as she told them about John and how he was convicted at the age of 10 for the murder of her little sister. She explained how she broke in and took a quick look around his house before she sat and waited for his return, and how she questioned him for why she did it and for him to only say he was innocent.
Alexia's hands shook as she then explained how her anger got the best of her as she didn't mean to pull the trigger and that it had just happened by mistake. She also tells them about the safety deposit box key he had pointed out to her before he died.
When she finished explaining her story, she looked back up at both Alice and Lana to see both of their faces stricken with shock and sadness. She wondered if her daughter and granddaughter would hate or be afraid of the now 76-year-old woman that sat before them confessing her sins but was shocked by what happened next.
Alice had grabbed her hand and looked her in the eyes and said, ”Mom, please tell me what were you were thinking. You can be locked up for the rest of your life. Did you think about the repercussions of what you did and how they could affect your granddaughter or me if this leads back to you?”
Alexia knew exactly what Alice meant as she was being scolded. Alice could be made to arrest her all the while Lana could be scrutinized, or worse, be told she couldn't attend Quantico because of her affiliation with her (Author's Note: It's the place FBI agents are trained for those that don't know).
”Alice, I noticed that I wouldn't have had the chance to ask him why he did what he did. I'm old, darling, and I didn't want to leave this world without knowing why. I didn't mean to pull the trigger, but in all honesty, it was on accident.” Alexia pleaded as she looked back and forth between Alice and Lana seeing how they both look like her and her twin, who was supposedly killed by John.
Lana rose up and hugged Alexia she fully understood her grandmother and sat back down and said, ”Ok... We're gonna need to know a couple of things first before anyone any finds any links to you. I'm not letting my grandma be locked up for taking a monster off the streets. First, did you leave anything that could lead to you.”
Alexia and Alice looked at Lana with shock as they didn't think she would say such things, but Alice nodded as she loved her mother too much to let her die in prison.
Alexia knew that both her daughter and granddaughter loved her greatly, but not this much to risk everything for her. She swallowed her spit and thought back to Johns house. She had worn typical boots from a random dollar store along with black gloves. Then it struck her, She never picked the shell casing.
Alexia facepalms as she realizes she left a crucial piece of evidence, and that was gonna be the key. She looks both in the eyes and say, ”The shell casing. I forgot to pick it up before leaving.”
Alice sighs and says, ”Ok, I'll see what I can do about that. I'm guessing that's it since you didn't say anything else. Ok, do you know where the safety deposit box that the key opens is located.”
Alexia taking the key out of her pocket, takes a closer look at it. On the front of the key, it was imprinted with MidSouth Bank of America. Alexia then looked back at Alice and Lana and said, ”Its a key to a safety deposit box in the bank on Allen street in the middle of downtown.”
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John and his 20 undead dogs had finally reached the edge of the forest the bordered the cemetery that John had landed in before running into the woods. Flashing blue and red lights emanating from the area in which John had killed the poor groundskeeper let know John know that his body had been found.
John knew that they'd eventually follow his boney footprints into the woods. So he knew this was a perfect opportunity for John to test the capabilities of his zombie dogs. So he snuck back into the graveyard with the zombie dogs spread out, making a semi perimeter around the cemetery on all sides except the south, which led to the street that also led directly to the city center.
John crept around a crypt that was the size of a large shed and peered out to where he landed to only see police talking to men in black suits. John knew the men and women in black weren't here for the dead groundskeeper but for the crater that he'd left when he landed. Overall John saw 36 law enforcement in all, 23 police officers, and what John thought was 13 FBI agents.
John at first doubted that his zombie dogs could handle them, but he knew that he'd needed to take them out to increase his army. So before he sent his dogs in to ravage the group of law enforcers, he had an idea. 'Why not send one to see how it does in combat and then send in the rest,' He thought as he as command one of the dogs that were on the east perimeter to send out a ghastly howl.
The howl could be heard for just over a kilometer scaring the birds into a midnight flight. The police and FBI all turn to the east in a synchronized manner as they all look in shock and horror toward the disturbingly odd howl.
They all look at each other to confirm who searched that area earlier. A young female police officer in her early 20's says out loud, ”I'm sure there was nothing over there 15 minutes ago. I'm positive.”
Most of them looked at her as she raised a flashlight toward the area the howl came from. She looked back at her partner, who said, ”Ok, Megan, I'll follow and watch your back, just be careful.”
She nodded back at her partner, who was a little shaken from the howl. She knew Jake had a fear of dogs since he was little but found it attractive that he'd get brave and try to impress her by having her back.
They walked by several tombstones and head markers on the ground that were knocked over on the ground by the impact of the crater until they reached the ones that still stood still and firm. As they looked and flashed their lights, they found nothing and looked back at each other in confusion.
Jake turned and looked at Megan, who was still confused and said, ”I guess it was just a random doACKkk...”
Megan, who had only seen a blur tackle Jake to the ground, had blood sprayed on her face as she stood in shock. She stood there, staring at an empty space for a second to see Jake's struggle as he finally went limp while having his through mauled by a bloody dog. In an instant, she pulled her gun out and shot two bullets into the dog's side, making it hit the floor.