Following The Gang & Sailor Guardians' survival against the Obnubi Stand Users, led by the mysterious Satoko Hojo, trouble was brewing in South Florida. If you recall, Peter Giese's sister, Krystle, was arrested. Here's what happened that day…

One week ago…

Krystle, a woman in black, with short hair, was sitting in the visitors room. Percival entered and said, "Krystle Giese?"

"Hm? Who are you?"

"Percival Gaynes. I'm a friend of your brother, Peter Giese. I came to help you…" He said, as he sat down, "Now, let's go over the details of your arrest…"

"Why should I?"

"Because… I want to know more about what happened that day, and I want to tell your brother this information…"

"Can you, like, I dunno… NOT tell me if he's coming? I'm waiting for Mom to pick me up."

"I'm afraid it's worse than that… This charge: vehicular assault and murder. You also tried to hide the body… What happened that day?"

Krystle sighed and said, "I'm innocent… But… It was a while back."

Episode 7 - Chapter 1: Krystle Giese!
The Sister of the Devil!

October 28th, 2021

Krystle was standing in the rain, over a bloodied corpse, run over by a car. She looked up to the sky and said, "It was… … …always raining."

Krystle complained, "LOOK! If you're going to rat me to the police, why don't you fuck off? My criminal record is spotless!"

"Oh? Says here that you were only 14, when you started to do a lot of things." He stated, "Even so, I find that hard to believe…"

Krystle pouted and snarled, "Man, for someone who knew my brother, you're a piece of shit…"

Krystle Giese (33) - Younger Sister of Peter Giese

Percival thought, "She says that she's innocent, but deep down inside her, the Moji Mikisa made her this way… Something I don't like about her, but I have to know what she has done." he said, "I'm only doing my best to know everything about you, Krystle. By the way, on my way over, your mother gave me your things." He called to the guard, "Guard, I left a parcel for this one here. Please give it to her."

She got a package, full of magazines, towels, spare clothes, and a hairbrush. He said, "This will last until your sentence is made… Naturally, this will suffice you. However, I'm not to bring anything like your cell phone, your snacks, or even your jewelry. Only because the guards here are very strict. You'll only be transferred to St. Dolphin Prison, before your trial."

Krystle then found a small gold charm and said, "Hm? What's this?"

"I think it's a charm." he said, "Your mother told me that this was a good luck charm. There's also a tiny stone inside. Peter told his mother to give this to you, if you ever were in trouble."

"My brother?" She thought, "He and Mom think of me, even after all this?"

Prick!
The small stone stabbed her finger, and she screamed, as blood gushed out, "AAAGH! WHAT THE HELL?"

Percival gasped, as the guard yelled, "HEY YOU! Quiet down, or I'm taking you back to your cell!"

Percival called, "It's alright, guard! She got a small cut! Can you get first-aid here?"

The guard nodded, "Yes, sir. I'll send a medic over in a bit."

Krystle growled, "Shit… Why did it have to be sharp? I wanted to look inside."

She put the locket down and opened it. A small shard was inside, as Percival was stunned. He whispered, "Is that–?"

Percival thought, "That was no cut… Well, it was, but… That shard. It can't be. Just now, multiple holes appeared, after she got pricked by it. Could this be what I think it is?"

She asked, "So, are my mom and brother going to spring me out? Where is he?"

Percival said, "Your mother won't save you… but your brother will. He's currently in New York, working with the rest of his team as a detective and agent in the World Government. As of now, he's Freelance, due to his original company being shut down, due to name change and confusion. But he has about two months left, before they can think of the new name. Why do you think we had the NFL change the Redskins to Commanders?"

Krystle looked inside the locket and whispered, seeing her picture of her, Peter, and their mother. She then growled, "He… He does care for me… after what happened…" She seethed, "That… that asshole… WHY DID HE HAVE TO BAIL ON ME?"

She threw the locket down and snarled, "Hmph!" It fell into the drain grate, and went into the pipes. Percival asked, "Something wrong?"

"No… I'm fine… When's your next visit?"

"Two days. I'll be staying in Florida, by then, for a friend of my wife. We shall meet again, and I want to hear your story, before we begin…" He concluded, "I'm not trying to clear your name… I am only unlocking the truth…"

XXXXX

The truck was driving away, as Krystle and Jace were aboard. Jace asked, "So, Jace B worried… You said you're innocent. But why? This is a probationary cell, before you are locked away in St. Dolphin."

Krystle smiled, "This trial will prove my innocence. I don't see why my family wanted to help me, but I'm willing to give hope for myself. By the way, ten minutes, we'll cross the bridge."

"Huh? Who says?"

"The driver."

The driver spoke, "We're heading to the bridge now. ETA in ten minutes. So, hold on tight."

Jace gasped, as he whispered, "Wow… How did you even know? Even I cannot fathom how you remembered what the driver says."

"It's somewhat a gift. I'm just lucky, that's all…"

"No, this has to be divinity!"

"Maybe… But I don't know…"

"You're a funny babe, ya know that, Giese? Jace B Right, because it's not my name." He introduced himself, "I'm Jace B. Right, but my real name's Jason Brighton. I'm a former idol in Virginia, until a gas station robbed me of stardom. But still, my second arrest, so I'm pinched, for sure. How long I stay, then afterwards, I'll go straight. Feel?"

She held his hand and smiled, "Then, I hope for the same."

The truck arrived at the jail – St. Dolphin Maximum Security Prison.

Jace asked, "By the way, Krystle… Got any cash on you?"

She sighed, "Maybe…"

"Oh, you better stack them Bens."

"What do you mean?"

"If you don't have a hundo or two, you'd end up stabbed and shanked in this prison, dead."

"What the hell are you saying, telling me I gotta roll in the money for? Why is that important?"

"Because, I heard the place is corrupt, like our former President. It's best to earn your keep, during your visit."

"Since when do you own money? As if the guards will allow you to smuggle the cash."

"Oh, Krystle… Jace B loaded with money, only because you wouldn't be searched fully."

"So, you shoved that cash up your ass?"

"That's the first thing they'd try, babe…"

Krystle gagged, "Don't tell me! You hide it in your dick? No… What about your skin? I don't think the blood vessels hide the dough in your body."

"You're living in the past. There are plenty of ways to smuggle dough." He paused, as she growled, "Wait… You're joking, right?"

Jace smirked, "See this handsome bod? Well, I did a little surgery to stash some loot inside me. There's five 20s in my left pec, and a $50 bill for the officer. But I choose to wait. Jace B prepared…"

Krystle was astonished, as the truck arrived at the gate. The guard called, "We have arrived in the Probationary Cell in St. Dolphin. Inmates 21 & 29, step out."

Krystle was escorted out of the truck, as Jace followed. But the guard said, "NO! Inmate 22 – Jason Brighton, this isn't your stop."

He nodded to Krystle, as she was escorted out. Jace was on his way to prison. She suddenly heard, "Yo, Inmate 22, what brought you back? Robbery for scandals?"

She asked, "What was that?"

The guard barked, "Hey, Inmate 21, no looking back!" She gasped, "Uh, sorry…"

They went inside the building, as Krystle whispered, "Why did I hear it from far away?"

"Lay it down, Brighton!" The guard jeered, and then suddenly, the truck drove away, and a blue thread flew towards her.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Krystle screamed, but the guard cried, "HEY! 21, what's wrong?"

"Something's not right…" She thought, "This prison… And the guards can't do anything about it? I have a bad feeling about this… But why? Why am I hearing these voices?" she looked at her hand, "A thread?"

Jace was in the truck, as a guard was smirking at him, "You think you're hot stuff… Just because you came back for her, do you?"

"You don't get it…" He snarled, as he gave him the 50, "She needs me, and I only wanted to stay with her, as long as she can."

"HAH! What? You think I'm stupid? You're going to be broken and penniless, you bastard!"

"HEY! KNOCK IT OFF!" He slapped him, as the second guard grabbed him from behind. The first guard grabbed his club and yelled, "SON OF A BITCH! I'LL SMASH YOUR PRETTY FACE!"

SLICE!
He swung hard, but stopped. He realized that he heard a slicing sound. Krystle's mysterious thread somehow stopped the guard from hurting Jace. The guards were shocked, as the first guard saw blood. And there, to his right, he saw a severed ear. HIS severed ear.

The guard shrieked in fright, as Jace and the second guard were stunned. Jace whispered, "What the hell?"

The thread returned to Krystle, as she nabbed Jace's fifty dollars. She whispered, "His 50… No way… Those guards are corrupt and abusive… I know one thing… This isn't your normal prison. What the hell did that guy give me?"

XXXXX

Two days later…

Krystle was talking with Percival, through a window, as she explained, "Hey, remember that charm you gave me? Any idea where it went last?"

"I wish I knew…" he said, "Now then, I'd like to go over your case. On behalf of your brother, I am qualified by my superiors to represent you in your case. What happened that day… I want to know… Were you the one in the driver's seat? If you really want to claim your innocence… then I would like to know your story."

Krystle said, "No…" She said, "I don't even drive… but my boyfriend has a license."

"I see… That will suffice." Percival said, "Now then… I'd like to go over the details of what happened that day, October 28th of last year." Krystle explained her story, about how she was charged for a Hit and Run.

"It was a trip to Florida…" She explained.

October 28th, 2021 – 5:38pm
West Palm Beach, Florida, USA

Krystle was riding next to a boy with dark hair, wearing a beige shirt, driving a dark red convertible. Krystle was smiling, as she was enjoying the view.

"I was driving with Romero… He was driving with me on a date, while I was traveling on holiday… I even offered him a drink, but…"

"Come on! Give me a sip of that." Romero said.

Krystle said, "No way! This has 10% alcohol content. You should watch the road, while you're at it."

"Do you have to be so strict to me, baby?"

"As what? I'm not that mean." She gasped, and she screamed, "ROMERO!"

CRASH!
A body crashed onto the car, and the car crashed near the road. Luckily, they were wearing seatbelts, and they were shocked. She gasped, "What the fuck was that?"

"I don't know…" He stepped out, as did Krystle. They gasped, as they saw the dead body. Romero whimpered, "Oh, shit… This is terrible…"

Krystle gasped, "My god…" She found the body and screeched, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

"He's dead, isn't he?"

"It looks like it! Wait, why are you panicky?!" She reached for her phone and cried, "We need to call an ambulance!" Romero grabbed her wrist and screamed, "NO! Wait, no… Don't! Then they'll think we killed him!"

"It was an accident! We can just say that!"

"NOOOOOO! It's not what you think! I can't go back. He's already dead!"

"What are you even saying? It's an accident! This car was evidence that someone tried to–!"

"But the car! It's stolen!"

"WHAT?"

He yelled at her, "Listen, Krys! You have to save our butts! I can't go back to jail! NOT LIKE THIS!"

"Calm down! I'm sure we can talk this over! I'm not sending you to jail!"

"I know…" he panicked, "But this… This is terrible! I cannot lose you!"

Police sirens were made, as she gasped, "Oh, shit!"

A truck drove by, and in the end, she and Romero hid the body in the trunk.

Percival nodded, "I see… When the police questioned you, they believed that you drove a stolen car, and hid the dead body in the trunk."

"Now do you believe me? I'm innocent!" She protested.

He thought, "I smell something fishy… Krystle, she was innocent, but someone made her take the blame. Krystle was involved in a murder… a hit and run… and her boyfriend, assuming he is truly in love with her, the ass… used her."

She sobbed, "I want to die."

Percival nodded and said, "It'll work." He said, "Krystle, do you know what a "plea bargain" is?"

"Hm?"

"If you admit you did all this… they'll drop the DUI charge, but they'll still convict you for vehicular manslaughter and murder."

"I don't want your fucking plea bargain!"

"NO! Trust me! What's 10 years? The benefit is that you get at least parole in a year or so! Five years? Ten years? Fifteen? All I am saying is… You are innocent… But I don't trust most people in this backwards world…" he explained, "If you take the plea bargain, then if you get a huge sentence… then, I'll do what I can to free you. But I cannot promise you anything like that, not until I have truth."

Krystle nodded, "Okay… You say five or fifteen?"

"And you may get parole…" He said, "Promise… for your family?"

Krystle agreed to the plea bargain, as the trial was about to start.

XXXXX

Except…

The judge called, "Defendant Krystle Giese, do you agree on your own accord to the contents of your plea bargain, without reservation?"

Krystle nodded, "I do, your honor."

"Then, the court rules that your actions were not premeditated, but you have plead guilty for all crimes and charges. You will also be given room for the situated circumstance. However, the court cannot condone your actions of deliberately killing the victim who was still alive, by dumping his body into the swamp, to hide any evidence."

She gasped, "WHAT? HE WAS ALIVE?" She cried, "What is the judge saying? Deliberately killing?"

Percival said, "I have no idea… but it appears I was right." he growled, as he thought, "He was alive, when he was run over? No… Someone sent in false evidence… Murder… Krystle's story was exact, but… That's not true at all! Krystle said that they dumped the body in the trunk, and sent it to a local clinic! But he was dead, when he arrived. I knew it… It was a set-up!"

The judge called out, banging his gavel, "Krystle Marie Giese… This court sentences you to fifteen years confinement in St. Dolphin Maximum Security Prison… for the charge of murder and vehicular manslaughter."

Krystle cried, "Hold on! This can't be! FIFTEEN YEARS?! WAIT A SEC! I admitted to the crimes! Didn't I?"

Percival's aura went black, as he was furious. She thought, "Whoa… he's mad… Wait, he… He knew we were set up?" He said to her, "I promise… Justice will be served to you." He called out, "Just a moment, your honor. In light of this, I want to know… Who gave you this new evidence? And how?"

The judge said, "Mr. Gaynes, if you request to ask me the information of what you have, then I will be happy to share the information to you in my quarters, in private. If you have that, then feel free to come to my quarters, if you wish."

He nodded and said, "I will visit again… only I don't know when…"

"Then, until you have further evidence to prove her innocence, the verdict is final. Court is adjourned."

Krystle was defeated, as she thought, "He… Were we caught with our hands up? My god… It's like he knew from the start. But why?"

He said to her, as she was handcuffed, "I've done all I can… but I am going to learn this truth, soon enough. When I come back, I promise that you will get your freedom. But I cannot promise you victory. Stay safe, Krystle Giese. Our paths will meet again. Promise."

He walked off, "WAIT! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? WHAT TRUTH?" She screamed, as he was leaving the courtroom, "I'M GOING AWAY FOR FIFTEEN YEARS! THAT WASN'T PART OF OUR DEAL! GET BACK HERE! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING? STOP SPEAKING IN RIDDLES AND HELP ME! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO GIVE UP, WITHOUT A FIGHT? YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!"

The guard cried, "CALM DOWN! YOU'RE GOING CRAZY!"

"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS, YOU BASTARD!" The doors slammed shut.

Percival walked out, but then…

"I am sorry… Krystle…" He thought, "Even so… This didn't add up. No mention of parole, and only 15 years? Something's not right. But what?"

"You can breathe easy now, kid. The sentence has been determined." Slater's voice called. Another called, "Yes, your girlfriend is going up the river now, and it's done." It was Hawley's voice. "You are innocent now… She agreed to the plea deal, so she won't appeal to a higher court. And there will be no further investigation of this case. Congratulations, Romero."

Romero was with Hawley and Slater. They were the ones that gave him the deal to send Krystle to jail.

"Hawley… Slater?" He snarled, as he was attached to a mysterious blue thread. It was Krystle's thread.

"Romero…" She sobbed. "You…"

Romero chuckled, "Thank you, gentlemen… You really saved my ass" Slater smiled, "No, thank your rich father. We did what we can, since we knew the name Giese. So, you go see him, and we'll take care of things here…"

Percival was furious, "You scumbags…"

Krystle was crying, as she was seething, "He was right… Someone set us up! He knew! 15 years? FIFTEEN GODDAMN YEARS OF MY LIFE! AND ONLY FOR IT TO BE TAKEN AWAY, BY THOSE PRICKS?"

The thread returned, as she shrieked, "GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

POW!
Percival socked Hawley, as Slater watched in shock. "YOU BASTARDS!" Percival roared, "I SHOULD'VE KNOWN IT WAS YOU TWO ASSHOLES!"

Romero said, "Now-now, sir. The trial is over now–!"
"YOU SHUT UP, YOU FUCKING PUSSY! YOU ARE A SCUMBAG THAT SHOULD GO TO HELL, FOR THE BULLSHIT THEY GAVE YOU!"

Hawley asked, "And what dare I ask why you are pointing the finger at us? That fist to my jaw was very hostile!"

"It's because of The Gang, isn't it?" Percival barked, "Because of you, you made an innocent woman go to jail, because YOU lied to the court! THAT'S PERJURY!"

Slater laughed, "So what if it is? You're gonna tell her brother about this, and he'll go charging in like a raging bull?"

"Maybe! Maybe not!" He grabbed Hawley's collar and barked, "You just wanted to get rid of The Gang, after AAW went defunct! You did this, because you knew Peter's sister! YOU WERE GONNA TRASH THEM, BY TRASHING HER!"

Romero whimpered, "Um, lemme explain–!"
"I SAID, SHUT UP!" Percival roared, "AND YOU LISTEN GOOD, YOU BLACKLISTED FUCKER!"

"NO!" Slater pushed him back, "YOU listen!" he said, "This was a just! This isn't just revenge on you assholes, blacklisting us and firing us from the CIA! We recognized the name Giese, and we heard about what she and Romero did, buddy! Okay? So what if it leaves a black mark in one of your stooges? You already lost. She signed the plea bargain, which of course you made her sign, and that means she cannot explain her story to the higher courts. You can't win it back."

"SO WHAT IF I DID! Her story felt fishy! But this new evidence – The body was still alive, when it was run over! That was your doing!"

"We got all the evidence we can to burn you and your flunkies out of the World Government, and back into Blacklist City. In short, we're just gonna break you reckless sons of bitches. Consider it payback for what you did, back then."

"And just so we're clear, we aren't doing this to get our jobs back… unless of course something happens to your wife, Agent Stevens. Or perhaps we can cut off everything The Gang has, and erase them from being heroes? Raise that fist to me again, and your career – albeit your wife's career, and your friends' career – goes bye-bye! For once, we won! We're finally rid of your failures, once and for all! And when The Gang is tried and erased from our world, Archer and his friends are the next to fall! YOU cannot defend yourself, just to protect those you love, because what she did was all true."

"You bastard…" He snarled.

"They'll never believe your truth… not even Venus Otomegawa!" Slater laughed, "Plea bargain was your fault. So, you can't bring Big Man's Sister out of prison. This time, checkmate."

Hawley and Slater took their leave, as Percival growled. He yelled, "I WON'T LET YOU!" He barked, "Even if you have false evidence that triggers any of us, you won't get away with this! NOBODY IS GOING TO BE USED FOR THE INJUSTICE THAT YOU'VE DONE! KRYSTLE GIESE WILL WALK OUT A FREE WOMAN! I don't know when… but when she does, you're just gonna laugh it off like it's a victory for you! YOU FUCKING EX-CIA JACKYLS!"

Krystle was being dragged away. She passed out, after the thread returned. He growled, as he was brimming in a dark aura, "Hawley… Slater… I WON'T! AND I WILL SAY IT, BECAUSE I MEAN IT! I! WON'T! FORGIVE YOU!" He saw Krystle being driven away to prison, as he groaned, "What have I done? Peter will kill me for this…"

Percival knew the truth behind Krystle's jail. And after she was dropped off to jail, Percival returned to New York to tell Peter the bad news. And he chose to keep it within the rest of The Gang. Because he knew… if they tried to intervene, Hawley & Slater would finally catch them, and blacklist them from the World Government, forever.

XXXXX

Krystle was being photographed by the guards, showing her profile. She was labeled in St. Dolphin - Prisoner #FE40536. After she finished, she then saw a view of Hawley and Slater leaving the jail.

She snarled, as her thread unraveled, "It's them! YOU ASSHOLES! I blamed the guy that defended me, only to realize that you played him like a fiddle! HOW DARE YOU ACT SHAMELESSLY?"

XXXXX

Percival was with the warden in prison, a short man in a blue uniform. He said to Percival, "Well, as much as you have further evidence, the papers have been finalized. But I do wish that you found new evidence that will spring Miss Giese out. For now, she will serve 15 years here. As for parole, I'm sorry. But I will have to take it with the leader of World Government, and she'll see what we'll procure."

"I'm sorry… and thanks." Percival said, "By the way, were two men in smug faces coming in? Former CIA agents…"

"Oh, yes. They came to see if everything is set, and they are on their way to have it recorded."

"Then, what does it mean for those two? Hawley and Slater, mind you?"

"Nothing. Just a way to assist the World Government, even if they are blacklisted from the CIA. They won't get their jobs back, but at least they were honoring the system."

He thought, "So, honoring the system, eh? Well, I doubt they'll get off scot-free… with their false honor." He asked the warden, "One last thing, were there other inmates you currently own that were due to false charges?"

The warden explained, as Percival nodded, "Well, then, thank you very much. Have a good day now."

He left, as the warden smiled, "Stay safe out there, FBI Agent Gaynes."

Percival went to his car, as Cy asked, "So?"

"Just take me to the airport. We're going back to New York."

"Okay!" Cy cheered, as she was behind the wheel.

XXXXX

But then…

Hawley and Slater were driving off, leaving the jail. Hawley smiled, "Job well done. Now, what's next?"

"Something about a drug ring? Euphoria."

"Swell… If The Gang's here, then we can begin pinching them for drug use."

Slater huffed, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"What?"

"Don't blast the AC!"

"I'm not!" Hawley said, "It's fine temperature, as it is…"

"Yeah, well, Florida is baked, being in cool weather for the fall." He then saw a note that says:
"Hope you two enjoy the trip…
Because you'll be sweating now… and forever…
Krystle Giese"

"Hey, what is that note?" Slater asked.

Hawley said, "One of the guards in the prison gave this to me, saying it's from one of the prisoners."

He ripped the letter up and said, "Yeah… Who cares? Girl deserves it, anyways…"

Krystle was controlling the car, as she hissed, "I'm not waiting 15 years for this… I won't stay here for long." She pleaded, "Also… Romero, my love… Farewell." She snickered sarcastically, "Know you weren't the first guy I dumped. Asshole."

Percival's car was driving off, as it was following Hawley & Slater. "On the way to the airport, I figured we'd see how these two jerks are doing… Laugh up your citizen's arrest… You're going down!"

Cy asked, "Are yew still mad at dem, Onii-chan?"

"Long story… But I cannot explain further. Just take me back to the airport. I have to return to the others."

"Okay…" Cy said, as she was behind the wheel.

Slater fixed the radio and barked, "Jesus Christ! Will you stop controlling the AC?"

"I'm not! It's cold enough, as it is!"

"COLD?! It's hot! That's not the AC!"

"That's the heater?" Hawley adjusted the knob and said, "Ugh… Stupid car! At least we'll be able to laugh off this matter…"

Slater was sweating, "Ugh… right after we kick The Gang out, and we get our promotions back in the CIA, we're trading in this junk heap for a newer model. Christ! It's getting hot!"

Hawley said, "Do not falter! If we let The Gang get to us, we lose. But even so, we have them in our hands now…"

"What's the next score?"

"Strike Force." he said, "I hear Agent Stevens is using illegal weaponry. We'll punish her, then the Euphoria ring. Payback for that Percival Gaynes, who tries to lynch us for crimes we made accurate and–!"

SNAP!
The blue thread reemerged, choking at Hawley's neck. Slater cried, "What's wrong? You choking on something?" He gagged, as Slater yelled, "FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, SWALLOW! YOU ALRIGHT?"

Hawley gasped, "Can't… breathe… Need… air…"

Slater yelled, "STOP THE CAR! I'll get some help!"

"I can't!" Hawley yelled, "I can't reach the brakes… And the wheel, I can't let go!"

Cy gasped, "Fweh?! Is dat–?" The car they saw was going in a zig-zag.

Percival gasped, "Hawley and Slater's car? Cy, follow them!" They drove fast, until Percival noticed a small gleam on his right side. It was a blue thread. He looked and thought, "Is that…?"

Slater yelled, "HOLD ON! I'll pull you out of your seat!"

They pulled back, and the string broke. Slater chuckled, "PHEW! That was close. Next time, you back control the AC on your OHHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!"

SKRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! CRASH!
The car crashed off the bridge, and it flew off into the ocean. They screamed, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

CRASH!
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
Hawley and Slater died of a horrible car crash. Their car plummeted into the shore of the river, and it exploded upon impact.

Percival and Cy saw smoke from the side of the bridge. He called, "Cy! Stop the car!"

Cy stopped the car and cried, "Oh, no! Wha happen'?"

He stepped out and ran to the edge of the bridge. Hawley and Slater's car was destroyed, and within the fiery debris, their bodies were bloodied and mutilated.

"What the wha?" Percival gasped in horror. He saw Krystle's note fly up in the air, after the crash. He looked at the note and was shocked. "No… But how?" He looked at the prison from afar and asked, "It… Did she… Krystle killed Hawley and Slater… But that thread… It couldn't be…"

Back in prison, Krystle looked at her finger and was lost in thought.

"This thread… I wish I knew what it was. It not only hears their thoughts, it can also control people… I can manipulate it with the force of my mind. But that pendant… The one my brother gave me. Where could it have gone? What did it do to me, anyways?"

Just as she was contemplating, a woman walked down the aisle, holding that same charm. She smirked, "This should be fun…"

To be continued…