“Honey, I’m home!”
“We need to leave.”
“What?”
“We were busted! That crazy witch from the other side of town… Apparently, our test subject is her son!”
“He is… The possibilities that opens!”
“No! We need to leave. Let’s take Freyja and go on a vacation or something… Let’s visit your sister, anything. Let’s leave town for a few weeks.”
“What’s with the subject?”
“I believe that problem will solve itself.”
“I see.”
But with the looming threat over her and her family, she had to act quick.
After Circe arrived home, she headed straight to the basement.
“Nervous, dear?”
He flushed: “Yes?”
“Oh, I met the most interesting woman today. You don’t happen to know her, do you? An Olive Specter…”
Circe enjoyed seeing him wriggling like a worm while he searched for an innocent answer.
“It’s… it’s just someone I met… I always come back, you know that! I won’t run away, I promise!”
“Don’t be silly, of course I know that.”
“You won’t tell him?”
“No, I won’t. Don’t worry, he won’t hurt you, dear.”
Circe smirked. Their test subject was an idiot and a fool at that.
Olive actually leaves her house for once! She needs to get some shopping done. Now that Ophelia isn’t there to do it, she has to do it herself. While heading over to the grocery store she notices a familiar looking figure in one of the windows of the shopping centre.
It seems like Olive has a lot of disagreeable phone calls… I wonder what disagreeable topics Ophelia wants to talk about.
Back at Olive’s lot
… And another gravestone disappeared…. One of the Demises. I’ll fix it whenever I feel like it.
Life’s a bit too quaint for Olive. Maybe it’s time to do something about this…
…but we’ll have to wait til the next round.
Olive wrecking havoc on the neighbours. (Imagine what she could do to the neighbourhood if she would leave her house for something other than stealing the newspaper.)
Nervous came back and apologised for running away earlier. Olive accepts that he probably needs more time before she can tell him. At least she was able to lure him inside as she has a gift for him and doesn’t feel comfortable doing such a private thing in the front yard.
(Yes, Olive, that definitely won’t make him run away screaming!)
Coincidentally (?), he left soon after.
At least Famine loves her. And she really ought to do something about that pesky General.
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