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Chapter 3
Salem, Massachusetts 8:30 AM
"We were wondering if Agents Robert Gate and Laura Roy have checked in." Fox Mulder put his ID back in his pocket.
Dana Scully looked around the room. It looked like an old house that they used for the police station. It had wood floors and wooden walls. There was an air conditioner in the window and a ceiling fan that was on full blast. It still seemed hot, despite the efforts to keep it cool.
The skinny police officer was quiet as he thought. "Actually, no, they have not." He said when he remembered. "We are not sure if they got lost, but we have tried calling their cell phones with no luck, so we contacted their superior. He said they should have arrived last night at around seven thirty or eight." The phone started ringing. The officer seemed a little annoyed as he picked up the phone. "Hello?" He listened for a minute. "Great. Just great. Thanks." He hung up.
Both Mulder and Scully looked at him inquiringly.
"My buddies came across an abandoned vehicle. They just found out that it is the one Agents Gate and Roy rented."
"Could you give us directions to the car?" Scully asked.
"Oh, sure." The officer grudgingly gave them the directions. Then they left without saying goodbye. He looked at the clock and sighed. He did not get a good nights sleep the night before. Seemed like he just could not stop thinking. He had so much work to do today that he thought the day would go by fast. But it didn't. He watched as the two agents drove away. There was something about them. It looked like they were a couple. Maybe they were. The man seemed kind of spooky or something. He shuddered and got back to work.
8:40 AM
What had been so horrifying about this case was not really the way the mayors' daughter, Carolyn Brett, was killed, but the way she had been found. It was one of the reasons why Mulder and Scully had been sent down to investigate. An old woman named Tina Rodriguez went to the local cemetery to pay respects to her husband. She had noticed a gravestone next to her husbands' that had not been there before and went to look at it. It read:
Carolyn Brett May she find her way to heaven Born ??? Suspected of Witchcraft and Hanged 1692
Tina contacted the local authorities and the body was exhumed. The body had been identified as Carolyn Brett and letters that she had written were found with her body.
Even though Carolyn had been missing for two days, her body had already decomposed and only the skeleton was left. The thing that had made it so horrifying were the letters that she had written. They were so old and crumbly, so they had to be handled with care.
August 1, 1692 I only hope to God that someone in the future gets a hold of this letter and is able to come and take me from this horrid place. The only thing that I remember before I came here is that I went through some fog. I don't know if that had something to do with me coming here, in the past, but that is all I can think of. I will try and fit in with these people, but I think they already suspect something. Carolyn Brett
That was the only thing that she had written. What happened next was written on the gravestone.
Mulder stopped by the abandoned car, but he did not get out. "I don't think we're going to find anything here." He said.
"Where would we find something?" Scully asked.
"In the cemetery."
Scully looked at him to continue, but he did not. So she continued for him, "You think that Laura's and Robert's bodies are there." He didn't say anything. She sighed. "Well, let's go then. It's just a little farther from here, isn't it?"
"Yes," Mulder answered.
9:12 AM
Mulder passed Carolyn's grave and saw the two next to it. They were indeed, Robert's and Laura's graves. Besides the names, the inscriptions were the same as Carolyn's.
"I was right." Mulder said, tauntingly.
Scully ignored him as she inspected the graves. She hated when he acted like he was the best thing that ever happened. She looked at the ground and it didn't seem as though it had been freshly dug, which was very odd. The gravestones looked as if they were four hundred years old. And according to the inscriptions, they were.
Chapter 3
Salem, Massachusetts 8:30 AM
"We were wondering if Agents Robert Gate and Laura Roy have checked in." Fox Mulder put his ID back in his pocket.
Dana Scully looked around the room. It looked like an old house that they used for the police station. It had wood floors and wooden walls. There was an air conditioner in the window and a ceiling fan that was on full blast. It still seemed hot, despite the efforts to keep it cool.
The skinny police officer was quiet as he thought. "Actually, no, they have not." He said when he remembered. "We are not sure if they got lost, but we have tried calling their cell phones with no luck, so we contacted their superior. He said they should have arrived last night at around seven thirty or eight." The phone started ringing. The officer seemed a little annoyed as he picked up the phone. "Hello?" He listened for a minute. "Great. Just great. Thanks." He hung up.
Both Mulder and Scully looked at him inquiringly.
"My buddies came across an abandoned vehicle. They just found out that it is the one Agents Gate and Roy rented."
"Could you give us directions to the car?" Scully asked.
"Oh, sure." The officer grudgingly gave them the directions. Then they left without saying goodbye. He looked at the clock and sighed. He did not get a good nights sleep the night before. Seemed like he just could not stop thinking. He had so much work to do today that he thought the day would go by fast. But it didn't. He watched as the two agents drove away. There was something about them. It looked like they were a couple. Maybe they were. The man seemed kind of spooky or something. He shuddered and got back to work.
8:40 AM
What had been so horrifying about this case was not really the way the mayors' daughter, Carolyn Brett, was killed, but the way she had been found. It was one of the reasons why Mulder and Scully had been sent down to investigate. An old woman named Tina Rodriguez went to the local cemetery to pay respects to her husband. She had noticed a gravestone next to her husbands' that had not been there before and went to look at it. It read:
Carolyn Brett May she find her way to heaven Born ??? Suspected of Witchcraft and Hanged 1692
Tina contacted the local authorities and the body was exhumed. The body had been identified as Carolyn Brett and letters that she had written were found with her body.
Even though Carolyn had been missing for two days, her body had already decomposed and only the skeleton was left. The thing that had made it so horrifying were the letters that she had written. They were so old and crumbly, so they had to be handled with care.
August 1, 1692 I only hope to God that someone in the future gets a hold of this letter and is able to come and take me from this horrid place. The only thing that I remember before I came here is that I went through some fog. I don't know if that had something to do with me coming here, in the past, but that is all I can think of. I will try and fit in with these people, but I think they already suspect something. Carolyn Brett
That was the only thing that she had written. What happened next was written on the gravestone.
Mulder stopped by the abandoned car, but he did not get out. "I don't think we're going to find anything here." He said.
"Where would we find something?" Scully asked.
"In the cemetery."
Scully looked at him to continue, but he did not. So she continued for him, "You think that Laura's and Robert's bodies are there." He didn't say anything. She sighed. "Well, let's go then. It's just a little farther from here, isn't it?"
"Yes," Mulder answered.
9:12 AM
Mulder passed Carolyn's grave and saw the two next to it. They were indeed, Robert's and Laura's graves. Besides the names, the inscriptions were the same as Carolyn's.
"I was right." Mulder said, tauntingly.
Scully ignored him as she inspected the graves. She hated when he acted like he was the best thing that ever happened. She looked at the ground and it didn't seem as though it had been freshly dug, which was very odd. The gravestones looked as if they were four hundred years old. And according to the inscriptions, they were.