"Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth."

~Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sigh of Four

Will sat alone on the intuits steps. The London Air felt colder then normal, dead leaves passed from the trees, and a couple scurried past him, most likely wanting to get home. He sighed resting his head in his hands.

"I still don't understand how a violin works?" a voice said behind him. Tessa. He didn't even have to turn to know it was her.

"Well there is notes, and you play them to make a song," Another familiar voice. Jem.

"I wish I could play an instrument,' Tessa said, he could here her dress falling against the steps, most likely getting leafs caught in it.

"Its not terribly difficult," Jem responded; "I can teach you if you wish."

"Thank you," Tessa said. They were now standing on the stair, which Will was sitting, Tessa kept her space between herself and Will. Jem could feel the tension between them like a heavy rain. He gave Will a questioning look asking what's going on between you and Tessa with his eyes.

A carriage was pulled to the front of the street, Will, Tessa and Jem climbed on, Will and Tessa sitting as far apart as possible. The carriage bumped along the road, shaking them around causing Tessa and Jem to bump leg, leading to a light blush on both of their faces, and a awkward grunt from Will.

"I truly don't see why you want to see a dead corpse," Will said, breaking the drear silence and the block between him and Tessa.

"Well I've never seen a dead corpse before," Tessa said a light shrug of her shoulders.

"Well I've never been a corpse before, doesn't mean I want to," Will stated plainly.

Tessa rolled her eyes; "first of all seeing a corpse and being a corpse are completely different things, second is it true that if you die on the side of the street people steal your cloths?"

"I believe it's true, how does that have anything to with anything?" Will asked perplexed.

"I was just saying," Tessa, said a mischievous grin on her face; "that if you were a dead corpse on the side of the street it would be very interesting for on lookers."

"Does Tessa Grey want to see me naked," Will asked grinning. Tessa replied with a shrug and turned to look out the window. Will smiled wiggling his eyebrows at Jem, who frowned.

The carriage came to a halt, and Will and Jem slid out, Jem offering a hand to Tessa who thankfully accepted it. The walked down a small ally way, were a small group of people had gathered. They elbowed their way through the crowd (or Will elbowed his way through and Jem and Tessa reluctantly followed behind.) Lying on the ground, in front of the small mob was a dead girl a stab wound in her back. She had soft Brown hair, her eyes were blank but has most likely been a light happy blue. Her skin was an ill green yellow.

"This is terrible," Tessa whispered to Jem, taking a step closer.

"You can wait in the carriage if you wish," Jem said, giving her a worried look. His arm, which was rapped round hers, tightened, giving it a pat with his other hand.

"I'm perfectly fine," Tessa said, giving a shaky smile.

The crowed which had gathered now disappeared, Will was crouching by the dead girl, rolling her over to her face was directed at the sky. Tessa let out a light gasp.

"What's the mater?" Will asked.

"That girl looks just like me," Tessa said, hand pulled over her mouth in shock. Will looked and forth between the two girls, one dead and the other on living. He could see the similarities; in another world hey could have been sisters.

"Will…" she said, "the other murders, what did the victims look like."

"They were all woman, all under thirty, most around our age," he looked to Jem for confirmation; "the had all some form of brown hair and blue or green eyes, and they all had been killed with a stab."

"What if they kill me Will," Tessa said her face getting increasingly pale. She could feel a steady panic coming over her, she felt like curling up into a ball.

"Lets get you home," Jem said softly, leading her back to carriage, Will hot on their heals. The boarded the carriage, once again bumping against the London streets.

Hello! Sorry, I think this chapter sort of sucked-had small case of writers block, hopefully the next one will be better! Anyways I hope you enjoyed, the next chapter should be posted by Thursday possible. Please review! Also will be posting a fan fiction for mortal interments, if you're a fan I would really appreciate of you read it. Sorry for spelling/grammar errors, didn't proof read. In tell next time!

~FerevermissPennylane