Chapter 2
Laura's hand froze. Her heart jumped. For the first time since they walked through the fog they noticed how cold the night air felt. Laura shivered.
"Uh-Excuse me?" Robert spoke up. "Could you say that again?" If he remembered correctly, Sarah Good was in a play-in The Crucible.
"My name's Sarah Good. Or you can call me Goody Good."
"Oh. I get it." Robert laughed nervously. "There is a play going on and you're in it. That is why you're dressed in that costume." Laura relaxed at his realization.
"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked. "These are my clothes. I think you are the ones who have costumes on." She eyed them suspiciously. "What did you need help with?"
Laura and Robert looked at each other as they got their IDs out and showed them to Sarah. "We are from the FBI and we were wondering if you could direct us to the police station." Robert said.
She reached for Laura's ID. Laura let her look at it. She seemed amazed, like it was the first time she ever saw one. "Can I keep this?" She asked.
"Um, no I need that." Laura said. Sarah held it for a few more seconds and then gave it back to her.
"What is a police station?" She asked.
"You don't know what a police station is?" Robert asked her as if she were a little child.
"No." She replied.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
'Maybe this case has something paranormal about it.' Laura's mind reeled. She looked away from the woman. She noticed how dusty the town was. She looked back at the woman. She noticed the wrinkles the woman had and how smelly she was. It smelled like she hadn't taken a bath in while. And her breath stank too. ~She can't take a bath or brush her teeth because there was no electricity in the 1600s. Without electricity, you can't get any water pressure. You can't take a bath. There weren't even any bathrooms in the 1600s, were there? This is it! This is why Mulder and Scully were assigned to this case. Maybe the mayors' daughter wasn't murdered, but had gone back in time and they knew that. Maybe we went back in time.~ Her mind raced. "What year is this?" Laura asked, beginning to get hysterical. She started having trouble breathing.
"Laura?" Robert asked, concerned.
"It's 1692." Sarah said, thinking that would calm her down.
It did not calm her. Laura fainted. Robert caught her at the last second. "Aw, man, why did you have to say that?" Robert asked Sarah.
"Well, it's the truth."
"We need to get her in a bed." He told her.
"Yes, come with me." She replied.
Laura's hand froze. Her heart jumped. For the first time since they walked through the fog they noticed how cold the night air felt. Laura shivered.
"Uh-Excuse me?" Robert spoke up. "Could you say that again?" If he remembered correctly, Sarah Good was in a play-in The Crucible.
"My name's Sarah Good. Or you can call me Goody Good."
"Oh. I get it." Robert laughed nervously. "There is a play going on and you're in it. That is why you're dressed in that costume." Laura relaxed at his realization.
"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked. "These are my clothes. I think you are the ones who have costumes on." She eyed them suspiciously. "What did you need help with?"
Laura and Robert looked at each other as they got their IDs out and showed them to Sarah. "We are from the FBI and we were wondering if you could direct us to the police station." Robert said.
She reached for Laura's ID. Laura let her look at it. She seemed amazed, like it was the first time she ever saw one. "Can I keep this?" She asked.
"Um, no I need that." Laura said. Sarah held it for a few more seconds and then gave it back to her.
"What is a police station?" She asked.
"You don't know what a police station is?" Robert asked her as if she were a little child.
"No." She replied.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
'Maybe this case has something paranormal about it.' Laura's mind reeled. She looked away from the woman. She noticed how dusty the town was. She looked back at the woman. She noticed the wrinkles the woman had and how smelly she was. It smelled like she hadn't taken a bath in while. And her breath stank too. ~She can't take a bath or brush her teeth because there was no electricity in the 1600s. Without electricity, you can't get any water pressure. You can't take a bath. There weren't even any bathrooms in the 1600s, were there? This is it! This is why Mulder and Scully were assigned to this case. Maybe the mayors' daughter wasn't murdered, but had gone back in time and they knew that. Maybe we went back in time.~ Her mind raced. "What year is this?" Laura asked, beginning to get hysterical. She started having trouble breathing.
"Laura?" Robert asked, concerned.
"It's 1692." Sarah said, thinking that would calm her down.
It did not calm her. Laura fainted. Robert caught her at the last second. "Aw, man, why did you have to say that?" Robert asked Sarah.
"Well, it's the truth."
"We need to get her in a bed." He told her.
"Yes, come with me." She replied.