Blue Ash Crisis: Chapter 9 (Alpha Release)
Traveling the streets Apricot followed the signs and symbols all over the city. It was late evening, and the sun had set. A treck into several bars and other shady looking places resulted only in funny looks as Apricot tried to hint at purchasing a gun. She had been kicked out of several and she was sure by now the police had been contacted at least once about her inquiries. Still, it was a matter of life and death. If she did not have a suitable weapon, she could not end her nightmare. She owed it to her family, including herself. While gesturing and speaking her mind was dueling between the two thoughts.
Walking out of an automotive body shop named "The Grease Monkey" Apricot lets out a low sigh. "Pssst!" she hears from across the street. She sees a middle-aged man of Uchellan decent in normal attire waving her over with his hand. "Miss, overhear." the man says. Apricot felt an extreme amount of apprehension being cont
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The wooden gate to Apricot's family home opens with the tug of her pale hand. Cars and well-kept shrubbery line her street. The shadows from the fixtures under streetlight purpose a constant suspicion of danger. "They are coming to my house now," Apricot whispers under her breath her eyes darting towards every strange shape. Stretching her fingers through her hair she tugged at her roots, the pain stealing any hope that this was a bad dream. Drawing a deep breath, she shivers as the cool night breeze brushes against her skin. A sense of comfort covering her fears for the moment as the air was not frigid.
Apricot had concluded these phantoms caused phenomena in their surroundings. Arctic temperatures followed them along with electrical disturbances. These two signs satisfied her as Guidestones to identify when these beings were near. Moving through the night streets, Apricot could not help but notice how empty her quiet burrow seems.
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The warm yellow inner glow of the police station is surprisingly comforting for Apricot. Still shaken by the night's events Apricot sat in a wooden decoratively carved chair. The clerk's wooden desk is cluttered with various papers, folders, and photos. A small desk lamp trained over the mess giving off light for the reports in front of them. "Miss Apricot, your account of the situation is, troubling to say the least." says the clerk as he strikes his cheek and lip with his hand. "You are a student journalist it says and recently were in a hostage situation. Now you experienced a terrorist attack. Not an easy month for you mam now is it." he joked.
Apricot felt anger well up inside her. Instead of letting him have it however she nodded her head. "Yes, sir." she said.
The man looks down at the paper setting it down on his desk. He looks up to Apricot with a smile. "I am just about done with you but the state psychologist will want to speak with you. They will make a determination if tho
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"Quite the daredevil are we Miss Apricot?" Miss Akagi's booming roar echoed inside the large empty lecture hall rattling Apricot's bones. She supposed anyone outside the hall can hear every single word. Miss Akagi's stern finger wags as a bludgeoning rod, brown eyes shift along with it.
"You are to report the current events, my dear, not become part of it." Miss Akagi stops her tongue lashing, straightening her posture adjusting her glasses with one hand while holding Apricots paper in the other. Apricot dug her nails into her thigh as the stabbing silence continued with no sign of ending. With an inhale, Miss Akagi continued "Though I must commend you for the article. It is rather thrilling." she turns her back towards Apricot walking towards her podium in the center of the lecture hall. "I would imagine it would be a work of fiction if not for that strike against you. Entering a crime scene unauthorized is a very serious charge missy." Apricot shrugged her shoulders in de