Getting the tape was not that difficult, when Kim flashed her badge they quickly got the last 3 days of recordings in the antic shop, from an old woman at the desk. Kim drives back to her apartment. Her apartment is on the last floor, right before you get to the attic. When she walks towards her door she can see someone has put a small note on her door while she was gone. "What makes me human" is written on it. Kim quickly drops her bag. "What is this?" She thinks. There was no question that it was Lector who had written it. She slowly checks the entire hallway…. nothing. Then she get back to her apartment.. nothing ether; she checks every corner, every room and every closet, but Lector is nowhere to be found. Why had Lector done this? Why had he come to her apartment? She doesn't know. He was gone now. She sits down and put the first tape in her player, nothing, apparently Lector hadn't been in the store 2 days ago. She tries the next tape. After a few hours she finally sees him; Lector gets in the store, wearing a black hat and coat. He talks with a young man at the desk, that also gave Kim the tape, before they both go around into the back. "Damn it! There was only that one camera in the store, so she couldn't see what was going on out back. A few minutes later Lector walks out with a small wooden box, and the other man returns to the desk. Lector pays for the box, and leaves. "What is in that box?" Kim thinks. She then watches the last tape, the tape from today, but it seems like Lector was only in the shop that one time.
Kim looks at her watch, it's almost night time. She plans to go to the store tomorrow and ask the man at the desk what was in the box he sold Lector, but for now she needs to get some rest.. She takes a quick shower before going to bed, she stinks of her boss' cigars. As she lies in her bed she looks out the window "When was that damn rain going to stop?".
The next morning Kim wakes up because the rain hits so hard on her window. She looks at her watch, the antic shop should be open now. She checks the newspaper to see if there have been any killings, but luckily all it tells is about the bank robbery Sarah had told her about. All her wounds have healed now, so you can barley see the marks from where the needles were anymore. Kim is happy to finally let go of the bandages. Now she is no longer officially on duty, she sees no reason to why she should wear her usual suite and black professional skirt. She takes a shower and slips into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt from last summer and a pair of sneakers. In a sense she is happy that she finally gets a chance to wear her dark red leatherjacket, it has just been hanging in her apartment for months. She drives out to the antic shop again. As she walks in she can see that same person at the desk that was the one that sold Lector the old wooden box. He is about Kim's age and has short black hair. Kim skips the line and walks directly over to him.
Kim: "Hello my name is Kim Würtz, I'm from the FBI, I was wondering if I could ask you some questions… mister?"
Carl: "Carl ma'am".
Normally people talks with a respect when they hear she is from the FBI, but this guy Carl says it with absolutely no sense of respect. Kim is only 25, so being called ma'am is not something she is too keen on.
Kim: "Carl… right. Could we go out into the back?".
Carl turns to the customers and puts on a big smile.
Carl: "Ok listen people, the lady wants me in the back for… what 10 min.?".
He turns to her.
Kim: "10 min. should be enough".
People seem to find it very funny, but Kim doesn't care; she has experienced things like that before. They go back, into where the storage is. There are many big boxes with numbers on them, and old, dusty furniture. Carl has still a big smile on his face, which irritates Kim a bit.
Carl: "So what is it you wish to discuss with me?".
Kim: "I wish.. to ask you about a man you sold a wooden box to, 2 days ago. Do you remember?".
Carl: "Ahh yes a certain Mr. Simmons, came by to pick up a wooden box there has been left here for 20-30 years".
Kim: "Mr. Simmons huh? Did he shown any ID?".
Carl: "We don't check ID here, people can just tell us their names when they ask us to keep some old antic thing stored. And then they will be given a code, and since Mr. Simmons… as he said his name was when he delivered the package and collected it 2 days ago….since he had the code I gave him his box".
Kim: "Do you have any idea what was in it? Or did he do anything you found odd or unusual?".
Carl: "Ohh yes detective Scully, I do think this is an X-file".
Kim: "Listen, I don't appreciate your childish jokes".
Kim couldn't hide anymore that she was very irritated by him. But surprisingly his face suddenly became more seriously.
Carl: "Well I don't appreciate you just skipping the line of some of our best costumers with a case that could easily wait for 5 min.".
Kim: "…. Okay… I guess that's all. Thank you for your time Carl".
Kim turns around to leave.
Carl: "Listen I could give you my number, if you want to talk to me about something".
Kim: "Thanks, but I already have the number to the store".
Carl: "Yes but you don't have mine".
Kim turns around.
Kim: "What?".
Carl: "It is rain quite a lot recently; makes the air cold. If you would like to warm your self, you could call me".
He gives her a small piece of paper with his number on it.
Kim: "If I get cold I have a jacket".
Carl: "Well that's not the same as a man".
Kim: "Neither are you".
Kim walks out of the shop trying to hide a little smile. She had gotten absolutely nothing out of her visit in the shop, yet for some reason she doesn't really feel disappointed.
She drives to the café. If the tape didn't tell her anything, she will have to focus on finding out who B.H is. Kim orders a cop of coffee and sits down at her usual table. She pulls out the piece of paper with the phone number. "Why?.. why of all times did it have to happen now?" She had met others, but this man was different…. "No!" She couldn't think of Carl now, she had to think of how to track down Lector; correct her mistake. Jigsaw wasn't going anywhere; people knew about him, but if people found out about Lectors escape, it could cause national panic. As she is done with her coffee she lifts her cup, she then suddenly realizes that someone has written something on the table, right where she had her cup. "What makes me human" It says. Kim looked around… Nothing. She couldn't see Lector anywhere. "Why is he following me?" Kim thinks.
Afterwards she drives back to her apartment. If Lector kept following her, sooner or later he would make a mistake, and the perhaps she could correct her mistake and capture him. First thing she decides is to carry her gun everywhere; she now sees that she has to.
As she approaches her apartment door she is happy to see that there is no note on it this time. She unlocks it and as she is about to step in, a woman walks down from the attic. She is a bit taller than Kim, with black hair and about 34-37 years.
Woman: "Hey you?... could you please help me carry my chair up on the attic?".
Kim: "Ohh well…".
Woman: "Ohh please, it will only take one minute".
Kim: "Ohh alright.
Kim locks her apartment again, and follows the woman up the stair to the attic.
Kim: "You seem familiar, have you gone to Oxford?".
Woman: "What?.. no, and I'm new in the building".
Kim: "Okay, just seems like I have seen you from somewhere".
They get to the attic. An old chair is standing only a few feet from the door to the attic.
Kim: "… But the chair is so close to the attic already".
Woman: "Hehe well my boyfriend had to leave just before he had carried it all the way".
Kim: "I see".
They both grab the chair and begin to movie it into the attic, through the door. The attic is dark and very dusty. As they put the chair down Kim suddenly sees a big bag in one of the corners.
Kim: "That's strange".
She points to the bag.
Kim: "It seems like someone have placed a brand new bag up here. Wow it looks like it's big enough to contain a person in it.
The woman steps over to Kim.
Woman: "Well I most certainly hope so.
Kim realizes that she made a giant mistake following the woman to the attic. She turns towards the woman, but too late: The woman has already taken out the syringe and injects it into Kim's neck. Then everything gets dark.
Kim wakes up by someone throwing water in her face.
Woman: "…I said wake up!".
Kim looks up. She tries to move her hands, but can't. She is sitting in a chair with her hands handcuffed behind her back. In front of her is the woman sitting on a wooden table, with an empty glass in one hand and a big knife in the other. The woman has a green shirt, jeans and what look like combat boots on. The small lamp in the ceiling is the only light in the room. The room is made of concrete walls and has no window. As Kim looks around, the woman drops the glass and begins to clean her nails with the knife.
Kim: "Where… where am I?".
Woman: "Under ground, a slaughterhouse actually".
The women laugh.
Woman: "Welcome to hell!".
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