Chapter 4

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The winter here's cold, and bitter
it's chilled us to the bone
I haven't seen the sun for weeks
too long too far from home
I feel just like I'm sinking
and I claw for solid ground
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
oh darkness I feel like letting go

~ Full of Grace by Sarah McLachlan

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London, England
Interrogation Room # 3
March 28, 1934

"So then what happened?" Inspector Brawns asked. "I heard my son screaming. I saw my brother on the top of the stairs slumped over and I just started running toward my son. I went in and the man who looked like Rick was attacking my son with a sword." They had gone over and over this again and again. Still they weren't satisfied and Evie truly wondered if they wouldn't be until she was put on trial for the murder of someone who looked like her husband.

The officer gave her a look of contempt, but nodded his head to the man standing behind her, "That will be all for now Mrs. O' Connell." She stood up and walked out trying with all her might to look dignified and superior. Although she might have pulled it off inside she felt horrible. This wasn't suppose to happen like this. She wasn't ever suppose to be on trial for the murder of her husband. But then again she didn't really kill her husband, she killed the thing that could possibly have taken over him. Still all was now lost to her unless she could discover some way of bringing him back.

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They hadn't any patience for her. No matter how many times she cried self-defense they didn't believe her. It was only after a couple of days that they charged her with murder. To say it broke her heart would be an understatement. This wasn't how any of it was suppose to happen. After defeating the Mummy for the second time they were suppose to live happily ever after. They deserved it. It was only fair. She knew life could be unfair, but this was beyond unfair it was down right cruel and unnecessary. It took everything she had not to wallow in self pity and give up the whole of the fight. It was only with some innate knowledge within her that made her continue to go on. She knew some how Rick was not lost to her and that she could some how still save him. And then there was Alex. Their son had faced so much already and he was only nine.

~The judge looked to the woman standing for murder. The look of disgust was etched into every feature and all she could do was hang her head. They had been on trial for several weeks. Listening to all sorts of testimony. Outrageous tales of mummies, curses, a bracelet of some sort and something about ancient lovers. But not once, not once could they not prove that she didn't kill her husband deliberately. They had painted her out to be a vengeful and stupid woman. And in the end it all came down to this man's decision.

She looked at him fearfully. "Evelyn Carnahan O' Connell you are hereby sentenced to death." Evelyn shocked by the judge's announcement looked to her son and brother. She didn't feel the tears seeping down her face, but she knew they were there. It just wasn't suppose to end like this. They took her back to her jail and all she did was cry. She had no idea about anything anymore. Rick was forever lost from her and Alex... Her son, Alex. She would never get to see him grow. See him become the wonderful young man that she knew he would be. Her heart which had shattered when she had plunged the sword into Rick was now gone. It just couldn't be salvaged. Everything was lost. No hope, no future, no nothing. But then there was something. There was her.

She was startled awake by a whisper. "Mum." She looked all around the darkened cell but could not see Alex. "Mum." she looked down and finally saw her son. "What are you doing here?" "We're getting you out of here before your trial starts. If we can find Rick than we can prove it was all self defense." Jonathan explained. "But I already had my trial, I was sentenced to death." she exclaimed. Jonathan and Alex looked at on another bewildered. "Mum, you were just put in here yesterday." Evie let out a shaky breath. It was all just a nightmare. It was all a dream. "Come on." Jonathan whispered and together the trio made it out of the cell and into the cloak of the damp night.

End of Chapter 4

~ Will Evie, Alex and Jonathan find Rick? And if they do will it be in time? Stay tuned for Chapter 5.

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