Author's Note: I apologize for the April Fools Day joke. BUT I HAD
TO... I JUST HAD TO! I'm sorry. *wink* Really, I am!
Chapter 4: The Note
Ardelia awoke the next morning at 10:00a.m. feeling surprisingly refreshed and revitalized. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs. As Ardelia was making a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs and crisp bacon, the telephone rang.
"Hello?" Ardelia answered Clarices phone, as they had different lines for both of them.
"Clarice, where are you? You're supposed to be working today!" came the angered reply.
"I'm not Clarice, I'm her housemate. What do you mean she's not at work? She's always up at this time."Ardelia questioned the man on the other line.
"Well you go and wake her up and get her to call me, it's her manager," with that, he hung up the phone.
Ardelia went to go and check on Clarice.What she found was very disheartening.
Ardelia had found a note. A suicide note to be more specific. It read:
Delia,
My life was going nowhere. Don't look for me. You won't find my body anywhere, it was truely the best thing to do. Everything of mine is now yours. Don't throw anything out, keep it to comfort you. I will miss you, and I know that you surely will miss me. I had to do it. There is nothing more to say, except goodbye.
Your friend forever,
Clarice Starling
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When Clarice woke up, her vision was blurry and she was very dizzy. She felt the same as at Chesapeake the previous month. She wondered whether it was a dream.
"Hello Clarice," came the voice that was oh so familiar!
"Who are you?" she asked in a fog.
"Well who do you think it is?" came the metallic rasp of his voice.
"What are you doing here?"
"You don't even know where you are, dear. Why don't you take a wild guess?" Lecter replied in a sly voice, smiling.
"I'm at home in my bed, where else would I be?" Clarice wondered aloud in a dream-like state.
"Try the top hotel in San Fransico."
"I'm in California?!?!"...
Chapter 4: The Note
Ardelia awoke the next morning at 10:00a.m. feeling surprisingly refreshed and revitalized. She quickly got dressed and went downstairs. As Ardelia was making a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs and crisp bacon, the telephone rang.
"Hello?" Ardelia answered Clarices phone, as they had different lines for both of them.
"Clarice, where are you? You're supposed to be working today!" came the angered reply.
"I'm not Clarice, I'm her housemate. What do you mean she's not at work? She's always up at this time."Ardelia questioned the man on the other line.
"Well you go and wake her up and get her to call me, it's her manager," with that, he hung up the phone.
Ardelia went to go and check on Clarice.What she found was very disheartening.
Ardelia had found a note. A suicide note to be more specific. It read:
Delia,
My life was going nowhere. Don't look for me. You won't find my body anywhere, it was truely the best thing to do. Everything of mine is now yours. Don't throw anything out, keep it to comfort you. I will miss you, and I know that you surely will miss me. I had to do it. There is nothing more to say, except goodbye.
Your friend forever,
Clarice Starling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Clarice woke up, her vision was blurry and she was very dizzy. She felt the same as at Chesapeake the previous month. She wondered whether it was a dream.
"Hello Clarice," came the voice that was oh so familiar!
"Who are you?" she asked in a fog.
"Well who do you think it is?" came the metallic rasp of his voice.
"What are you doing here?"
"You don't even know where you are, dear. Why don't you take a wild guess?" Lecter replied in a sly voice, smiling.
"I'm at home in my bed, where else would I be?" Clarice wondered aloud in a dream-like state.
"Try the top hotel in San Fransico."
"I'm in California?!?!"...