Chapter Two Fatal Beauty
Denise wasn't able to believed it this time around. She found herself inside of a small bridge tunnel for a community of Amish people. Waking up inside of the grass. She doesn't remember just what had happened to her. Nor how she managed to get here in the first place.
Her black outs were getting more severe in each case. Along with the amount of blood on her hands. She is going have to need a great deal of help with what ever condition she might just have.
But she already knows the answer. Its her "Fatal Beauty."Or in this case a product that is truly alluring. Having to be a real killer on the client's pocketbook.
It was at this stage of the game. She was already past beyond caring. Since it was inside of her blood system the chemical make-up of "Fatal Beauty." And Denise just doesn't know how to stop it. Unless she is able to find a specialist that deals in cults like this.
And one thing she needs to find out for the facts. On whether or not the Amish knows of any one that would be willing to help in the process. Without getting murdered in the processed.
It's going to take time asking around. While the first person she is able to come upon her would be someone name Jarette. Owner of a small farm only a few moments from where she is currently is around.
Just her luck. Jarette has a family history mostly his grand mother dealing with strange herbs and other cures. Even though Jarette doesn't talk about it with his family or friends. He doesn't want the outside public wishing to know. His grand-mother mostly dealt with black magic of sorts.
Denise had found this rather interesting. Hopefully it's going to be for the best. She will need to make a decision in order to stay around for awhile, and just figure out how to help her situation.
And she doesn't wish to get any worst before she's able to leave a trail of dead bodies along the way.
