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When Frank had yelped, the murmering had stopped. The tent had become uneasily quiet once again, and the small trail of blood stopped in front of the small clearing. There was no sign of anyone, and the only sign that someone had been there were bloody handprints on one of the crates. Towards the back of the clearing, was a small gap that was just big enough for someone to slip between and hide.

The black cat soon hopped up ontop of a crate next to the duo, keeping his fair distance from Frank. The cat kept staring at... something in the middle of the clearing... but there wasn't anything there to stare at. The black cat shivered once, then hopped down and slipped into the small gap.

Luckily for the two men, the only dangerous thing lurking around the corner was the same sort of being that CJ was currently engaging with. Not that either of them could tell... this one chose to remain invisible, and only the black cat who shivered at the non-existant form knew he was standing there.

Through the clearing, and at the very back of the gap towards the end of the clearing, hid a woman wearing a blood-soaked dress that belonged to Leona. What was left of it anyway. The poor thing was a bit cut up and tattered. Misty sat on the ground, pressed against the back of the crate as though she were trying to hide the best she could in the small gap. She'd thought that she was far enough in the middle of all of the supplies that no one would know she was there. But when she heard voices and footsteps, the only other place for her to hide was the little gap between crates.

She looked up at them as they came into view, her eyes wide and frightened, then her whole body seemed to slump in relaxation when she realized it wasn't someone come to grab her again. She remembered seeing these two earlier. The black cat that had led the two to Misty's hiding spot was curled up on her lap as though he were nothing more than nestling up for a nap on someone's couch.

Misty sighed deeply and tried to stand. She had more than just a little trouble doing so. From the look of the blood and rips on her dress, it was a surprise that she even could stand. More surprising that the wounds were only scars and not open and bleeding as the dress suggested they should be.

"I...I'm alright..." she replied shakily. "Just...um... lady with the claws is really bad at playing nice. That's all." she lied. She was going to have a hard enough time explaining how she got here, how was she supposed to explain getting a ride back here from those of the Underworld?

Hehe... that made me giggle. And to think he has Typhoid to play with on his way home

Misty winced as they walked. "Yeah... how bad is her room? I didn't get to see very much of it after the woman... kicked me through it." she said, then looked down at her tattered outfit. ...but I do know I owe her a new dress." After another moment, she sighed again. "Sorry...you'll probably need less security if I'm not around here."

Misty thought quietly for a long moment. "Do you...have an old cart that you don't use anymore? Or some boards you could put up over the holes in the wall? I.... I might be able to help get her cart put back together at the very least. It'll be cheaper than flying her... and easier on her with her baby." she said. The bit that Frank had said about word getting fast enough to C.J. didn't quite hit her yet. And even if it did... how was she going to explain THAT one either?

Misty sighed again. Heavier this time. That's right... she did notice the antiques all over the place. One of the reasons she found the cart so pretty.

Well... that only made what she thought she could do to help even more of a necesity. The least she could do would be to try and replace what Leona lost because some nut-job broke in to try to kill her. To do that, she needed to close up the cart to make it dark, closed up, and look like a box.

Then... it was just a matter of trying to lure Dori into the cart and convince her to go hunting for antiques to bring back. Maybe there was a plus side to the whole ties to the Underworld thing now.


Then they mentioned the hospital.

Misty's eyes widened and she stepped back. "NO!" she said quickly. Then she shook her head and tried to correct herself. "I mean... It's not as bad as it looks. And the last time I was in a hospital I had someone try to kidnap me from there too."

Misty relaxed a bit at their suggestion. "Yeah.... yeah. That would probably be better." she replied. She just... the last thing she wanted to do was get kidnapped AGAIN within the spanse of twenty-four hours. "I'm sorry to be so much trouble..."