Story: District Three Part 2

Sunday; October 26th 2014 11:23am
Flynn is following a path down to where the police discovered the body. Looking at the atmosphere. The environment. A young girl shouting down to him. Flynn looking up towards the young girl. The young girl exclaiming: “Are you with the police?” Flynn thinking briefly. Then nodding.

The young girl’s face brightening up. “I’m Serina Lowe. I heard about the lady they found. It’s horrible.” Flynn walking up the embankment towards Serina.

“Did you know her?” Serina shaking her head. “I mean… but I did hear things... “

Flynn confused almost unnerved by the young girl. “Hear things?” Serina holding her arm clearly nervous. Flynn looking closely at Serina. She is holding a mobile.

Flynn can tell there is something off. “You followed me?” Serina looking away: “I thought you were somebody else…” Flynn curious: “Who?”

Serina unsure: “I don’t know who they are. I just keep seeing this same guy around. Tall guy dark hair like yours. He has a habit of walking around in a suit. That kind of thing stands out.” The girl looks around nervously. Flynn looking in the same direction. Serina looking back to him. Talking quietly: “Maybe we should go somewhere else?” Serina leading the way. Flynn following behind her.

Serina leads Flynn into her house. Flynn stepping inside. The two continue talking about the stranger. Flynn cautiously entering the front door. Serina closing the door behind Flynn.

Flynn warning Serina: “I will protect myself if I need too.” Serina holding her hands in the air. “No… no I don’t want to hurt you I swear… I want to help you find this guy. I think I know who it is… but I’m trying to figure out their pattern and I want to draw as little attention to myself as possible.” Flynn shaking his head confused: “What makes you think their is a pattern?” Serina justifying her claims: “He must have a pattern; He’s got to be working a job or something because I’ve only noticed him around in the evening.” Flynn: “The evening?” Serina nodding: “After 3:00pm I’ve seen him around. Never before then.”

Flynn rolling his eyes: “So what you’re asking me to do is find him and bust his ass?” Serina nodding. “Whoever did this… they need to pay.”

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Sunday; October 26th 2014 1:00pm
As Flynn waves goodbye to Flynn he begins to make his way up the path. Looking back towards Serina’s house. Flynn thinking about it. Grabbing his phone calling up Elisa: “Hey kid. Bored?” Flynn smiling. With Michelle and the Agent away asking Elisa to join him on his investigation needing an extra pair of eyes. Elisa in agreement now recovering from her illness. The following day

Monday; October 27th 2014 3:32pm
Flynn and Elisa are sitting in the park close to Serina’s house. Elisa has a bottle of banana milkshake in her hand occasionally drinking it as she looks over to Flynn.

Elisa muttering quietly to Flynn: “Looking for someone suspicious. I’m not sure what you expect me to see. It’s really unlikely I could spot anyone with that amount of a description.” Flynn shrugging: “I honestly don’t expect to clear this case straight away; but it doesn’t hurt to scout. Besides… I wanted to find out how you were after.” Elisa looking at Flynn. Nervously listening to what he has to say. “What?” Elisa interrupting Flynn.

Flynn shrugging. “Well I mean I helped you shoot a guy. Does that not-” Flynn realizing Elisa has likely seen it before. Flynn regretfully. “No. Forget it.” Elisa gratefully: “No. Thank you Flynn. I’m glad you shot him he was dangerous.” Flynn sighing. “Apparently; the Agent is convinced it’s not over. Aren’t you scared?” Elisa nodding. “Of course I am. I’m terrified. I think the sooner I find out where David is the better.” Flynn growling clenching his fist up in frustration. “Let me know if  you do figure it out. I’ll be the first to see him.” Elisa smirking: “To punch him?” Flynn: “right... “ Flynn watching an old man across the path walking a small brown dog. Flynn exhaling. “Michelle wants me to go to that fair and stand watch. I think I’m too old for fairs... “ Elisa confused: “Huh?” Flynn: “With how it’s been after… you know; Michelle is concerned for the quiet. Back when it was normal if we had a quiet period it meant that they were hibernating.” Elisa confused: “Skor Hibernate?” Flynn unsure: “Not in the usual sense… I suppose with how things have been lately with some SKOR being caught they’re scared but when the time is right they’ll make their moves again. It’s just a good idea to be careful especially on an event like this. They’re predicting a high turnout.” Elisa explaining: “A high turnout; a good supply of food.”

Flynn putting his hand to his face. Growling: “Shit. I fucking hate Halloween it’s the perfect camo for those bastards.” Elisa getting off the bench to stretch her legs. Flynn looking up at Elisa: “Tired?” Elisa shaking her head: “I need to stretch my legs I can’t be sitting on that hard bench.” Flynn smiling: “Sure thing. If you’re up can you pop into the corner shop and grab me a soda?” Elisa nodding. Flynn hands Elisa some change to grab her a drink. Elisa walking up the path turning back. “Mind what it is?” Flynn shaking his head. As Elisa walks up to the shop she stops. Her nose catching scent of blood. Stopping. Flynn confused as to why Elisa stopped moving. Flynn concerned: “You alright Elisa?” Elisa thinking about where the scent is coming from not being able to work it out. Flynn trying to catch Elisa’s attention. Elisa ignoring him still. Flynn again repeating himself. “Hey. Elisa.” Flynn not being able to catch Elisa’s attention. Flynn looking to the ground. Picking up a small rock from off the floor throwing it at Elisa. The rock hitting Elisa on the head. Elisa jolting around.

Elisa confused: “What? Sorry?” Flynn shrugging. “Everything alright.” Elisa nodding. “Sorry I just…” Elisa shaking her head. She continues to proceed up the path worried of leaving Flynn on his own. Flynn yawning stretching his arms back over the back of the bench. As Elisa walks up the path she can smell the faint scent of blood still in the air. A young man passing Elisa. Elisa looking at the young man as he passes her. The man glancing at Elisa as she passes him. The young man turning around looking at Elisa. Elisa facing the man. Elisa asking nervously: “Can I help?” The man querying: “Do I know you?” Elisa confused. “No.”

The man apologetically: “My apologies. I’m thinking of someone else.” Elisa shaking her head. Turning away from the man ignoring him. Elisa feeling almost nervous by the encounter.

Friday; October 31st 2014 12:22pm
Elisa is already awake. Having just showered. The Agent and Michelle are still in Central. Elisa grabbing a comb brushing her hair back entering the living room. Mark has his feet up in the chair watching daytime television. Turning to Elisa. “Going somewhere?” Elisa nodding.

“I have to meet up with Flynn today. The Halloween fair.” Mark surprised looking at his phone. “Shit. I actually forgot what day it is. I need to get ready then right?”

Elisa stepping on a piece of broken plastic. Elisa flinching picking the plastic off of the floor. Mark walking out of the room yawning dressed still in a nightie.

Elisa leaning against her desk. Looking at the poster. Elisa looking closely at the image. A SKOR on the front. A picture depicting an artist's interpretation of the ‘Daleford Devil’ Baron. Elisa setting the comb down on the table. A knock at the door. Elisa walking towards her front door. Elliot and Linda greeting Elisa. Elisa welcoming them inside. Elliot excited to be finally going out with Linda; Mark and Elisa together.

Elliot happy that Elisa is actually attending. Worried that she might be slightly nervous to be around people.

Elliot thinking about his sister; worried she might be unwell. “Are you alright now? I mean… will you be.” Elisa nodding. “I’m fine. I’m not sick.” Elliot muttering: “Not just that… I mean.” Elisa nodding again. “I’ll be fine Elliot.” Elisa walking into her living room. Sitting on the sofa. Mark leaving the bathroom. His hair wet dressed in casual wear. Trainers; Black Gaming T-shirt; jacket and with jogging trousers. Linda smiling playfully at Mark. “Hey! You’re looking better already.” Linda waving her hands in the air giving Mark a hug. Elliot getting jealous of Mark looking away pouting.

Linda curious: “What time does it start?” Elisas responding: “1:00pm.” Elliot joking with Linda. “I said we have time.” Linda “I hope it’s not going to be a complete cop out.” Elliot shrugging: “I wouldn’t get your hopes up.”

Friday; October 31st 2014 12:42pm
Time passes the group catches up on current events. Elisa walking with the group to her car. Elisa exclaiming to the group: “When we get there I need to meet up with Flynn. He needs my help.” Elliot worried for Elisa; disappointed that Elisa is going off again. “Seriously? You’re not going to at least ride something with us?” Linda elbowing Elliot as he gets into a strop. The group get into Elisa’s car. Elisa driving towards the fairground. The road is busy as people are trying to drive towards the fair. Elisa turning the car off into a residential area that is clearly packed with cars. Elisa shrugging. Elliot exclaiming: “It looks like we’ll have to walk the rest of the way.” Elisa agreeing with Elliot. The group get out of the car and begin to walk the rest of the way towards the fairground. As Elisa walks she begins to text Flynn explaining the she might be late.

Friday; October 31st 2014 1:08pm
Elisa walking into  the fairground. Mark; Elliot and Linda run excitedly towards a fairground ride. Elisa calling up Flynn asking him where he is. Flynn on the other end: “I think I’m around the back of Sandy’s Sandwich… or maybe the Target Hunt Stall.” Elisa agreeing on where to meet up starts making her way towards Sandy’s Sandwich. Elisa feels she is getting followed. As she steps around the back of a supply truck she is quickly grabbed. The person is holding onto her face throwing her into the van. Elisa’s face hitting on the inside of the van. Elisa grunting. Turning up to the person attacking her kicking her feet at his face. Elisa growling: “What the fuck are you doi-” Elisa catching site of the man’s face. The man’s face is bleeding.

Elisa throwing her fists at the man again. The man knocking her out. Elisa falling to the floor. Forcing. Elisa lying on the floor.

Friday; October 31st 2014 ????pm
Elisa is lying in black. She can feel strong vibrations on the floor. Her body swaying from side to side. Elisa trying to move her body. She can feel that her arms and feet are bound. Trying to scream. Her mouth bound.

Elisa sitting up. The Van vearing to the left Elisa falling over hitting her face. Elisa thinking to herself. “Shit… What the hell? Who is this?” Elisa can feel her body forced. Elisa is trying to pull the bindings away. Elisa’s improved vision; dim but she can see the binding around her feet. Tape. Elisa using her teeth pulling her hands to her face. Elisa chewing away at the binds at the Van rolls her from left to right. Elisa cutting through the bindings on her wrists. Elisa’s feet still bound. Elisa grabbing the foot bindings with her hands; she begins to attempt to cut away and tear away at the bindings with her claws. Tucking her feet in she attempts to reach it with her teeth; not being able to cut through. Elisa reaching into her pockets surprised. Her knife. Pulling the knife from her pocket. Flipping it up she begins to cut away at the bindings on her feet. Elisa’s heart beating faster Elisa panicked… Elisa pushing her hands against the back door of the van. Locked. Elisa turning back. Elisa turning to the back of the van. Boxes are stacked high Elisa walking steadily towards the boxes. Elisa looking desperately into the boxes in hopes of finding a better tool to use to escape the back of the van. The van vearing to the right. Elisa falling backwards onto a box. The box full of mugs. Elisa looking at the van hoping she can try to throw herself against the back of the door. Elisa shouting and slamming her hands against the back of the van door hoping to attract the attention of anybody outside. Elisa continuously kicking her foot against the door. Elisa can hear the van slowing down. The driver is becoming aware of what Elisa is doing. Elisa waiting. The driver is speeding up again. Elisa begins again slamming her weight against the van doors. As Elisa smacks her weight against the door; the door starts to weaken. The metal bending. Elisa’s arm bruised and bleeding. The blood dripping from her face. The bent van door letting light through. Elisa pushing hard against the door. Elisa’s body still protracted. The van is slowing down again as it turns a corner. Coming close to a woodland area. Elisa taking her chances; no vehicles tailing the van. Elisa jumping out. Elisa landing on the moving road. Rolling along the grounds as she falls out; the velocity of the van still carrying her forward. Elisa hurting her ankle in the fall. Elisa turning back to the vehicle the van slowing down. Elisa turning towards the wooded area; jumping over the barricade on the road; a hobbling dash towards the woodlands. Her leg badly bruised. The van stopping on the side of the road. The man getting out. Grabbing something from a holster pointing into the direction of the forest. A gun shot whizzing by Elisa. Elisa yelping panicked. Elisa continues to take cover within the woodlands. Trying to lose the hunter still following closely behind her. Elisa knows with her foot damaged she will not likely be able to outrun the man. Especially not if they’re SKOR as well. Elisa dropping into an overgrowth. The grass covering her. Elisa slowing her breath;  Elisa can hear footsteps in the distance approaching her. The grass covering over here. Elisa retracting her features. The man is cursing muffled. “Son of a bitch.” The man is in contact with the leader of district three. “Hey. I fucked up... “ The man pausing walking out of the woodlands. “No I didn’t… I thought we’d need the tranquilizer I didn’t use it.” The man angrily exhibiting a heavy sigh. “I know… I thought I had her. I’ll find her.”

Elisa thinking to herself: “He targeted me specifically. I need to get out of here quick.” Elisa’s ankle hurting Elisa can see blood leaking from her ankle. Lifting up the trouser leg; pushing the sock down. A large graise bleeding from her ankle.” The man continues to search around the area. Eventually moving off into the other direction. Elisa protracting again begins to crawl out of the underbrush. Elisa crawling along the floor. Putting herself against the tree. Elisa crawling out of the forest making it back to the main road. Elisa retracting her feral features. Getting to her feet; still hobbling slowly towards the van. Elisa looking back towards the woodlands; Elisa going deeper into the woodlands. Elisa still hobbling her arms and legs weakening.

Friday; October 31st 2014 2:19pm
Flynn is waiting patiently for Elisa around the back of the stall. Flynn confused as to where Elisa has gone. He continues to ask her on his mobile. He receives no response.

Flynn wanders out to the park. Catching sight of Mark Flynn runs towards him waving his arms in the air trying to catch Mark’s attention. Mark is holding an ice cream; Elliot and Linda are playfully talking to each other too busy to notice Flynn. Flynn shouting over the loud music. “Have you seen Elisa?” Mark shaking his head. Elliot catching sight of Flynn curious why Elisa isn’t with him.

Elliot looking up at Flynn. “Did you lose Elisa?” Flynn shrugging: “I didn’t even meet her.” Elliot confused: “Did she go home?” Flynn responding: “I’m not sure.” Linda curious as to what Mark and Elliot are talking about. Flynn getting frustrated: “She isn’t responding to my texts.” Elliot is now getting worried. “Shit. She didn’t get sick again did she?” Flynn curious as to what Elliot is talking about. “She’s sick?” Elliot scratching his head. “She keeps getting dizzy… “ Flynn sighing. “Well I suppose I’ll go and look for her she has to be around here somewhere.” Elliot turning to Mark: “Well we have to find her soon. I have a spare key to her flat but I’d rather not have him go back on his own. She has the car key anyway.” Flynn nodding.

Friday; October 31st 2014 4:21pm
Mark and Flynn walk together in search of Elisa; whilst Elliot and Linda search the rest of the park. After 2 hours the crew still have trouble finding Elisa. Panicked the group meet up again together. Flynn holding up his phone. “Still nothing.” Flynn cursing under his breath. “I’m starting to think now she has just gone home.” Flynn walking away in frustration pushing his hair back. Mark still worried for Elisa. Mark walking around the park again. As he and Elliot walks further around the back of the park his footsteps on a phone. The screen is cracked. Mark picking the phone up. Elliot panicked. “That’s her phone.” Elliot taking the phone from Mark. Turning the phone screen on. Elliot confirming the lock screen; the scratch marks on the phone turning back to mark looking deeply troubled. “This is her phone… her lock screen.” He puts her phone in his pocket. Elliot looking at the ground looking at muddy footprints on the ground. The footprints disappearing. Linda confused. Elliot lying to Linda. “Oh… she must’ve went home if she was ill… that makes sense right. Maybe she just dropped the phone on the floor.” Mark looking to Elliot. Elliot looking back at Mark. Elliot winking at Mark.

Mark looking to Linda. “Yeah…  I think she said she had something to do… I mean she said she didn’t really like the loud music and if it got too bad she said she’d probably go home.” Elliot faking a smile. “I bet she walked home.”

Mark following up nervously: “I better go catch up with her… I’ll see you later Elliot… linda it was good seeing you again.” Mark is running to catch up with Flynn who has already left the park. Flynn is getting into his car. Mark shouting to Flynn. “Wait!” Flynn looking back at Mark. “What? If you find out where she’s gone let me know I’ve got a serious problem with people who just turn against me for no reason.” Mark stopping Flynn. “I think she is in serious trouble.” Flynn confused: “How?” Mark explaining: “We found her phone. I mean… can you come back and take a look. Please?” Flynn now concerned. “You found her phone? Are you sure it’s hers.” Mark nodding. Flynn agreeing with Mark. “Alright. I’ll help you. Show me where you found it.” Mark leading Flynn to the scene where Elisa had disappeared. Linda and Elliot now gone. Mark pointing to the ground. Flynn crouching to the ground looking at the grass. Looking up at Mark. “Feet were dragged here. There was a struggle; there was obviously a vehicle there is weight on the ground. It looks like they used plyboard to get it on the grass so that it didn’t get stuck in the mud.” Flynn looking slightly annoyed with himself. Putting his fist to his lips. Thinking. Removing his fist then looking back to Mark. “You were right. This is bad.”

Mark standing up off of the floor. Mark looking up at Flynn. “How did you think that so fast?” Flynn looking down at Mark. “I might’ve been out of hunting for 2 years; but I know tracks when I see them.”

Friday; October 31st 2014 4:33pm
The Agent in Central is training at the shooting range. His phone buzzing in his pocket causing him to miss his target. The agent cursing putting the gun down on the table removing his ear defenders as he leaves the shooting range to take the call. Answering the phone. “Agent Radford.” Flynn in a very panicked serious tone. “I feel like I should’ve contacted you sooner… I thought I could handle things down here to be honest but this is getting bad. I don’t want to tell Michelle I don’t want her panicking.” Agent Radford confused: “Wait. What’s going on Flynn? Is everything alright?” Flynn verbally sounding more paranoid and on edge. “Think you were right about District Three. I might be losing my mind but I think some fucking freakshow from District Three took Elisa. We’ve been looking everywhere… we found her phone on the floor cracked and following her tracks they disappear.” Agent Radford’s mood quickly changing. “Thank you for telling me Flynn.”

Friday; October 31st 2014 5:11pm
Elisa stumbling onto the floor of an abandoned building. Elisa becoming dizzy; lying on the floor exhausted. Elisa crawling into a corner of the mouldy; decrepit shack. The wood creaking underneath her weight. Elisa can hear the sounds of the man again searching through the brush. Elisa knows it won’t be long for the man to approach here. Elisa leaning against the wall catching her breath; ready to defend herself if she needs it. Elisa picking the knife out of her pocket. Elisa’s arms covered in large scrapes and bruises. Elisa closing her eyes. Her breath heavy and panicked. The man is approaching the shack. Elisa crawling towards the front wall of the shack. Leaning flat against it holding the knife in her hand shaking. The man pointing the gun towards the darkness of the shack. The shack insides darker than Elisa realises. The man completely oblivious to Elisa. Elisa can tell he’s human. Elisa more reluctant than ever to hurt the man. Just wanting to disarm him. As the man turns to Elisa’s direction she pounces on him. Holding his gun up; the man trying to punch her off Elisa deflecting it with her arms. Her arms weakening as the punches make contact. Elisa grabbing his arms pushing them against the floor. Elisa’s exhausted out of breath. Her vision blurring as she holds him down. Elisa visibly becoming sick again.

Elisa demanding; still short of breath. “Who the hell sent you?” Blood dripping from Elisa’s head onto the man. The man silent. Elisa exclaiming: “I don’t want anyone to get hurt; just go and leave me be? I don’t want to kill you… I really don’t.” The man still silent. His eyes looking away from Elisa’s. Elisa pleading for the man to say something. “Look. Would it help if I retracted? Say something. Speak to me at least.” The man still silent. Elisa looking nervously at the man. Elisa desperately pleading with the man. “Please… say something.” The man is quiet. Elisa feeling desperate now knowing that it’s very likely that this man will tell; they’re not like Flynn or Mark they don’t know her. The man has closed his eyes. Accepting his fate. Elisa taking the gun from his hands. Elisa getting up off the floor pointing the gun in his direction. Elisa begging. “Please. I’m begging you just go. I don’t want to hurt you.” The man still laying on the floor. Looking away disgraced by Elisa.

Elisa angrily trying provoke a response. Tears forming in her eyes. “Look asshole. I don’t know what you want; but I’m not like any of the other SKOR’s. I don’t want to kill you. I don’t want to hurt you. So just talk to me goddamn you. Just say something so I know you’re good. Say something so I know you’re not going to shoot me.” The man turning back to Elisa cursing. “Just do it already you fucking freak. What the hell are you trying to prove. Just kill me already.” Elisa shaking her head. Elisa pulling the magazine from the glock. The man taking a knife from his pocket. Elisa sighing: “You’re convinced that only one of us are getting out of this… even if I was starving out here I would not hurt you. We’re both hurt. Please. Show some compassion. I’m begging you.” The man standing up. Holding his phone in his hand. Dialing for the leader of district three. Elisa putting the magazine pack in the pistol. Looking seriously at the man. Elisa pointing the gun at his foot. Elisa apologetically: “I’m sorry… I can’t let you do that.” Elisa throwing the gun to the ground grabbing his arms again. Pushing his hand against the floor Elisa slamming his knife arm against the hard floor. The knife dropping from his hand. The man turning his head away. Elisa taking the phone off the man. Hanging the phone up. Elisa looking at the man. Then looking back at the phone. “Peter Foreman.” Elisa cursing under her breath. “Shit... “ Elisa looking away. Her vision blurring again. Elisa holding the fun grabbing either end of the phone with both hands. Snapping it in her hands.

Elisa throwing the phone outside.

Getting off of the man. Taking the gun and knife off of the floor. Elisa walking away from the man on the floor. Leaving the man alone. She continues; hobbling out of the woodlands. Elisa leaving the woodlands. Continuing along a field. In the distance she can see a village. Beyond that Daleford. Elisa knowing she is too exhausted to go much further her foot now scraping across the floor as she attempts to walk across the ground. Her foot bleeding again. Elisa trying to disguise. Too tired and sick to hide.

Friday; October 31st 2014 7:29pm
Flynn on the phone to the police: “So you can confirm you saw a van leave the fair today? Did you see the driver? Anything? Or… what was on the van?”

The officer on the other end. “It was a white van that left the park early. Asking the fairground staff a majority of them assumed it belonged to one of the guys in the parks it was sitting there since 9:00am this morning.” Flynn:”and… did you find out where it went?” The officer agreeing: “I’ve gotten reports that we found a white van parked up on the far west side of Forke.”

Flynn: “Near a place called District Three?” The officer unsure. “I’m not sure if you call it District Three but it was about a mile away from a facility yes.”

Flynn nodding. “Thank you. You’ve been helpful. Can you give me the number plate for that Van?” The Officer agreeing to give Flynn the number plate. Flynn thanking the officer on the other end hanging up the phone. Flynn turning to Mark. “Good news. They found a van that left the facility. A white van. It’s stopped close towards District Three. What I’m wondering is why on earth they’d have taken Elisa to District Three.” Mark confused: “District Three?” Flynn nodding. “District Three is a hunter facility. Like Skornhold. They operate on the outskirts of Daleford. They clear the woodlands of SKOR.”

Mark nervous. Knowing why a group of SKOR hunters would want Elisa. Flynn scratching his beard. “I can guess it has something to do with what Radford was warning us about. Someone working dirty for District Three. Either way… we need to do something about this. If this guy is working dirty for District Three he is likely planning something very bad.”

Mark agreeing. Worried for Elisa’s safety..

Friday; October 31st 2014 7:37pm
Elisa is asleep on a pile of hay inside a barn. Elisa covering her SKOR features. Resting her body. A cow is standing besides her. The cow looking at Elisa. Elisa looking back at the Cow. Elisa never being so close to a cow before. The cow looking wearily at Elisa after looking at Elisa the cow sits down. Elisa yawning quietly to herself closing her eyes. She sleeps for 10 minutes her ears perking up as she begins to hear footsteps. Elisa retracting her feral features holding her fists up. A man shining a torch at Elisa. Elisa holding the light over her eyes. Seeing the silhouette of a farmer. “What the- No wonder you were so scared… Hey. Get up”  The man angry shouting at Elisa. As Elisa lifts herself up off the hay. The man’s eyes widen. “What happened to you?” Elisa hobbling towards the man. Her body covered in cuts and bruises still limping on one leg. Elisa nervous and untrusting of the man. SIlent. The man again: “Are you alright kid?” Elisa begins to cough violently feeling extremely cold from lying outside for so long. Her body shaking under the exhaustion. Elisa pleading with the man. “I don’t want to hurt anybody. I just need to rest. Please.” The farmer taking pity on Elisa. “Why don’t you come inside; I’ll get you something to eat and you tell me exactly what happened?” Elisa reluctant. The old farmer holding his hands out gesturing for Elisa to come towards him. Elisa’s eyes still trying to protect herself from the light of the torch. The old man realising the lights hurting Elisa’s eyes pointing the torch to the floor. Elisa reluctantly walking close to the farmer. Elisa shaking her head. “You don’t want me in your house.You’ll want to kill me just like the others did.” Elisa now being emotionally affected by the hunters attack on her. Elisa looking down at the floor. The old man shaking his head. “I don’t know you kid. I’m just trying to help you… you’re scaring my animals so I find your home; you talk to who you need too and then nothing else needs to escalate. Alright?” Elisa looking the man straight in the eyes. “I’m a freak. I’m a monster. You’re not going to do any good by helping me.” Elisa exclaiming. The old man holding Elisa’s arm Elisa following the old man back into the house. As the old man leads Elisa to his house he politely jokes: “Try me kid.” As Elisa gets inside the man’s house she looks around. The living room is elegantly furnished. With valuable antiques of varying ages and sizes cluttering the room. Elisa sitting on the chair. Her body shivering; her jacket covered in grass; mud and water.

The man grabbing an antiseptic wipe begins to wipe her face of the dry blood. Elisa’s eyes tearing up. The old man asking curiously. “So why are you out there on your own kid? You know this is private property? The woods are dangerous anyway. So many people end up missing in that place.”

Elisa shaking. “You shouldn’t help me. If they know you’ll be in trouble.” The old man confused: “Who? Why will I be in trouble?” Elisa behaving erratically and honestly. Panicked and paranoid about District Three. “The hunters; they’re chasing me down. District Three want me dead. I’m what they want. I need to die I’m a monster.” The old man now getting nervous of Elisa. “You need to start explaining what this is about kid. I can’t help you if you’re just talking nonsense.” Elisa backing down; knowing it probably isn’t a good idea to make the situation worse. Elisa remaining silent looking to the floor. The man trying to reassure Elisa. “If they had fixed my phone line. It’s been down for a month. Nobody seems able to fix it their support is useless.” Elisa knowing she isn’t going to have enough energy to call HQ; she can’t even remember their phone numbers. She needs her mobile. Elisa thinking to herself: “Shit. I can’t remember the phone numbers. In my condition I can’t even walk. I fear I might force and collapse on the field long before I even reach the phone. I can’t-” Elisa getting dizzy her vision blurring again. Passing out on the chair. The man shocked as Elisa forces in front of him backing up flying backwards over his coffee table landing on the antique sofa behind. Knocking an antique teapot onto the floor. The tea pot smashing on the hardwood floor. The old man gasping. Baffled by what he is seeing. The farmer looking over to his cabinet pulling a shotgun out of the glass cabinet. Pointing to Elisa with it. Holding it still as she sleeps trying to protect himself. His arms are shaking. The  man yelling at the top of his lungs. “What the hell are you? I-I Are you?”

Elisa waking up quickly panicked realizing what she had just done. Elisa holding her hands up as she sees the shotgun in her face. Elisa scared shitless. Shivering in fear. The old man lowering the shotgun nervously. “You-You’re not going to hurt me? You’re not here to kill me… Are you?” Elisa shaking her head assertively. “I don’t want to hurt you. Please don’t… point that at me.” The old man exhaling nervously. “I’ll be honest you scared me… I know you didn’t lie though did you kid? Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t…” The old man breathing heavy. Elisa leaning back on the chair at this point too exhausted to share any feelings. The old many taking pity on Elisa lowering the shotgun. Watching Elisa closely. Still holding the shotgun in his hand.

Saturday; November 1st 2014 6:03am
Morning coming around. Elisa looking towards the old farmer who had fallen asleep with the shotgun in his hand. Elisa retracted patting him on the shoulder cautiously. Muttering. “Wake up.” The old man waking up nervously. Yawning looking at Elisa nervously panicking. Elisa apologetically. “I’m sorry for scaring you last night. I was trying to tell you but… look I don’t mean any harm. I’m trying to get back home to Daleford but I can’t seem to keep myself consistently disguised…” The old man confused with what Elisa is saying. “Disguised? Wait… What?” Elisa shaking her head. Knowing of course the man has no idea what Elisa is saying. Elisa realising given the whole loophole of FT Guidelines. Elisa explaining SKOR’s to the man. The man shaking. Elisa trying to reassure the man. “No… No! I’m not like the other ones I don’t do that.” The man still thinking about Elisa mentioning that SKOR eat people.

Elisa coughing again. Feeling dizzy again. Her head is pounding Now the headache putting pressure just at the tip of her eyebrows Elisa pushing hard against her head trying to massage her head. Causing the headache to get worse. Elisa desperately trying to shake it off.

The man confused: “Sick?” Elisa nodding still in a great deal of pain.

“Trust me. If I had a choice I wouldn’t be gone a long time ago.” Elisa stumbling to her feet. Her feet shaking under the great amount of pressure. Elisa explaining the man that captured her. Elisa taking the hunter's knife out of her pocket placing it on the table. Elisa reassuring the man. “I didn’t kill or hurt the guy. I absolutely can’t do that. It doesn’t feel right. I wouldn’t.” The old man trying to get shot of Elisa as quickly as possible. Noticing Elisa has a pistol in her pocket gasping. Elisa noticing the old man looking at the pistol. Elisa nervously: “take it out of my pocket. I don’t need it.” The old man looking at Elisa slowly reaching into Elisa’s pocket. Taking the gun with the silencer out of Elisa’s pocket. Elisa explaining: “I disarmed the hunter and took it. I don’t want it.” Elisa getting up off the sofa. Leaning back. Elisa walking towards the front door of the farmers house. The farmer following Elisa as she starts to leave. Curiously querying: “Where are you going?” Elisa responding: “I need to go find my friends. They need to know what’s going on. I don’t want to put them in danger.”

The old man nodding.

Saturday; November 1st 2014 6:19am
Meanwhile The Agent makes it back to Skornhold. Michelle is still in Central at a conference. The Agent neglecting to tell Michelle why he went back to Skornhold early. Agreeing with Flynn to look into Elisa. The Agent almost certain knowing where Elisa has gone.

His attention now on District Three. Flynn getting another report from Serina that the man has been spotted again this time watching a group of teenagers outside the shop in the same area. Seemingly suspicious of them. The Agent is reading through the information in regards to the van. Thinking about his physical examination. “My exam was due for the 1st and 2nd of November… so who pushed the days forward?” The Agent standing up getting into his car. The Agent begins to drive towards Forke.

Saturday; November 1st 2014 7:01am
Later The Agent is looking around on the road to District Three. Parking out the sight of where the van was found. Parking his car on the side of the road on a dirt path by a barricade. He begins to inspect the tracks. Clearly SKOR footprints slowly staggering to the woodlands. The Agent looking at the District Three Headquarters not too far in the distance. Glaring towards them. Knowing that they definitely are involved. The Agent’s phone buzzing.

Elisa surprisingly on the other end. “Agent.” The Agent’s mouth opening wide in surprise; his heart rate shooting up; exhaling with relief. “Elisa… Where are you? We’ve been looking for you.” Elisa exclaiming. “Forke… I’m in forke. You need to hurry I’m not sure how much longer I can stay on the line for.” The Agent nodding. “Right. I’ll be there right away.” The Agent is getting back into his car as he speaks. Staring his Engine he U-turns around on the road again; heading back down to Forke. Going onto a slip road he drives into the small village of Forke. Just as Elisa mentioned she is crouched down in the telephone box tired. The Agent helping Elisa to her feet as she uses the back of the telephone box as a rest. Elisa’s feet clumsy and tired. The Agent feeling pity for Elisa. “You’re looking worse for ware Elisa.” Elisa getting into The Agent’s car. Elisa feeling exhausted. Elisa explaining the situation. “You encountered a hunter? He saw you… shit. That’s not good Elisa. This is really bad.”

The Agent panicking for Elisa’s sake. Elisa exclaiming knowing the seriousness of the situation

“I know it’s bad but I couldn’t kill him. He’s still out there but I took his gun; his knife and broke his phone. Maybe I’ll be fine.”

The agent holding his face nervously. “District Three?” Elisa responding: “I’m not sure. He wasn’t exactly honest.” The agent and Elisa sitting in the car. The Agent nodding. “I drove back here as fast as I could. I learned something else the son of a bitch did and it isn’t exactly pretty.” Elisa confused. The agent explaining. “I think someone pushed my Physical Examination date forward so I had to attend when you were going to the fairground specifically so that you would be on your own.”

Elisa taken back “Someone would do that?”

The Agent restating: “If they think you’re a threat. Of course they would. I wouldn’t be surprised if they want to do the same to Michelle and Flynn. Which is why I’d like to get back as soon as possible… however. I’d like to suggest not taking you back. I think it works in our favour if he believes you to still be missing.” Elisa confused looking blankly at Radford. Radford trying to explain to Elisa. “He wants you out of the way a threat. If he suspects you’re dead then you can qute easily investigate without our friend knowing. It won’t be long before his attention is drawn to Flynn. You and him held the gun. Flynn was the one that pulled the trigger.

You might even find out about David.” Radford trying to cheer Elisa up.

Saturday; November 1st 2014 7:18am
Flynn is still thinking about Elisa. Dreading his explanation to Elliot and Michelle. Flynn nervously. “This is going to get awkward.” Flynn tapping his pen against the desk wondering if the murderer has yet moved on. Flynn scratching the stubble on his face; looking at the document. Elisa’s disappearance still distracting him. Flynn’s phone buzzing. A text from a private number. A tip off telling him to go to the cafe down near Morrison’s Way.

Flynn grabbing his car key from his jacket pocket excited hoping it’s a lead. Flynn moving fast with no hesitation feeling reassured by the populated area.

Saturday; November 1st 2014 7:24am
Flynn walking into the cafe leaning against the counter. Purchasing a coffee from the barista. Taking the coffee he sits down on the desk. Looking around the cafe looking for the client. The Agent tapping Flynn on the shoulder. Flynn jolting around looking up at the Agent. Flynn nervously: “What are you doing here?” The Agent putting his fingers to his mouth. Flynn confused: “Aren’t you forgetting something?” The Agent quietly muttering to Flynn. “You need to stay out of HQ.” Flynn surprised. “What… What are you saying?” The Agent: “Like I said. Someone is working on the inside and if we don’t play smart we’re going to wind up missing as well. The agent lying convincing Flynn that he still hasn’t found Elisa. Flynn smashing his fist on the coffee table. The hot coffee splashing on his hand. “Son of a bitch. We need to be finding Elisa. You can’t seriously be telling me she’s…” The Agent holding his hand out. “I don’t think she is dead.”

Flynn confused. “What do you mean?” The Agent explaining to Flynn: “I think she got away but… I haven’t found where she went. It’s likely she is still out there someone I have hope she will be alright but right now we need to look after ourselves as well. If we die we don’t get the answers we need and we don’t get justice.” Flynn clearly angry shaking putting both hands over his face. Brushing has hands against his face covering his face distraught with the information that Elisa is missing still. Flynn angrily: “Why the hell would anyone want to hurt us… and why are you saying this? How do you know?”

The agent reiterating a point made previously. “Like I said. Fresh bullets and the tranquilizer.” Flynn confused: “but anyone can get the tranquilizer. Right? So there has to be more than that. What are you hiding Radford. If that is who you are.” The Agent leaning back annoyed. Sitting silently. Flynn frustrated. “You’re hiding something. So go on. What are you not telling me?” The Agent looking seriously at Flynn. Getting up off of the seating walking out of the cafe. Flynn chasing after the Agent still wanting to get the answer to his question. “Radford.” Flynn following quickly after the agent. The agent trying to get into his car. Flynn holding his car door stopping the agent from closing and reversing. Flynn angry. “What the hell has gotten into you lately? Why are you so against me working with District Three; why are you so convinced they are doing wrong?” The Agent reiterating where the Van was found. Flynn responding: “but that was after you were convinced District Three was bending the rules. So how was that Ace Radford? How did you figure them out are you working with them. Am I going to have to report you to Central?” The Agent rolling his eyes. “Get off of my car; report me and you compromise FT Daleford. Report me and you compromise Elisa. So back off Flynn. Know your place.” The agent snapping at Flynn.