Things ae not going well...
Mara wiped her eyes, she was tired of crying. She had been doing that all morning, after all. She had to find a way to get Dominic back, she had too. She didn't want to seem like a stalker, of course, but there was something that he had that no other guy she had met had...
As she pondered, she found herself in the boy's room, she could hear the shower running. Stepping over clothes, Apollo's wierd banjo, and a necklace reading "HOT STUFFZ" she had seen Zach wear, she came to Dominic's bed. His pillow still smelled like the product he put in his hair, his ratty satchel was nearly emptied because of his lack of clothing. She sat down breathing deeply, barely noticing that Gabriella had entered.
"What are you doing here?" Gabriella turned her dark eyes toward her.
"I could ask you the same thing, Freak." Mara's voice snapped back to anger, hating Gabriella for how she ruined her relationship.
Mother Dreamtime's mark began to glow, collecting the negative emotion. Gabriella decided to ignore the girl, making a mental note to make her cry later.
Placing a sheet of paper on Jackson's bed, and taking his and Zach's suitcases, Gabriella silently left the room. Mara, caught up in her own thoughts, didn't notice anything. The shower stopped, and Misty left the bathroom, covered in a murky fluid.
"That is the last time I try that prank!" she seethed. She looked to see Mara staing at her.
"I tried to hook up the septic system with the shower. I got blasted."
Misty, in desperate need of a shower that didn't smell like diarrhea, left Mara to her misery. A pang of guilt over her responsibilty hit her, but she continued walking away.
She was used to walking away from things...
"Chelsea, you got a letter." Chelsea looked up from her program, immediately catching the strange mark of Apollo's neck.
"Who still writes letters?" She joked. Apollo moved his eyes over Chelsea's face, holding his unfathomable stance.
"My bird was hurt, hard for her to move her wings." He thrust a burning gaze into Chelsea's own eyes. "You wouldn't know anything about it, would you?"
"I don't know anything about that." She quickly lied. "I have a book on natural healing, have you considered-"
"The Eyes that Sorrow see all." He whispered, staring into her face. For a split second, she was certain she had heard a demonic, female voice mingled with his.
With that, Apollo left, leaving Chelsea to the mercy of her own fear.
Cherri quickly found Zachery, he was reading an old book about dissappearances. He was reading a section on mystical sigils when Cherri caught a glimpse of an all too familiar sigil. The curved lines and strokes formed an eye, a stone, and a crown. That was Mother Dreamtime's mark...
"Cherri?" Zach had noticed her.
"Come with me..." This was all Cherri had to say.
Zachery put his book down, only for Cherri to pick it back up. She took a deep breath, and led Zachery to the lake.
Dominic stared at the T.V, not caring about whatever was on. How could Mara destroy their relationship over a victory?
He should've known, no one who hooked up in this game ever won anything. It was rather pathetic, in his eyes at least.
He sighed, flopping back on the couch, causing it to screech. Amidst the groans of the springs, he heard the crinkle of paper. Looking down, he noticed a slip of paper that had fallen from in between the cushion. It seemed to be a note from Rebecca, or a kind of map?
"You'd be wise to forget about this." Rebecca appeared out of nowhere, snatching the paper.
"Um, alright?" Dominic knew he'd be foolish to disagree, judging by Rebecca's freezing glare.
"What was that?"
Apollo and Gabriella both tossed the luggages into the lake, where they sank without a trace. Cherri walked up, leading the three slueths to the lakeshore. The clouds that perpetually covered the sun grew thicker and thicker still. Out of the shadows cast by the clouds, the grim form of Father Torment rose. Chelsea gasped, Jackson couldn't run out of fear.
"You know too much, we can't have that." Gabriella quickly shot an apologetic glance, before turning to her new father. "Do what you must."
Father Torment raised his hands, emmiting a purple smog from the ground. Crows began descending everywhere, cawing and screeching.
Gabriella grabbed Jackson, forcing her out streched palm into his chest, over his heart.
"Sa bundok, ay dapat mong maglakad sa sakit, kaya sabi ni ang puso ng kadiliman!" Her voice took a demonic tone, her eyes gleaming like stars.
Apollo forced his hand over Zach's eyes, and spoke in a voice that hissed like a serpent. "Vincula planctum erit cohibere te, ita dicit oculi dolor"
Cherri placed both her hands on the crown of Chelsea's head. Light literally shone from Cherri's forehead, forming a third eye. No one in the manor knew of this, she was sure, for this was for their eye's alone.
"Dreamtime uno finale! Che il nostro destino archivio di famiglia! Così dice il Ever-Astuta Mente!" Cherri roared to the wind. The crows took flight again, Father Torment vanished into the night, and the smog cleared, revealing the sun.
Yet, even then, all was black for the three former slueths. Dreamtime's three children lay on the ground panting and groaning. In the dead center, where the ritual had taken place, were three gleaming skeletons, all that remained of the fallen explorers that had so bravely, so foolishly, tried to unravel the mystery of the Tradimento Mountains.