Sliding from shadow to shadow alone the streets of Springfield, with merely a thought it reread the note.
This was very dangerous, but it needs to be done.
To put the spirit to rest this has be done.
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Jessica was staring into the mirror, her mind kept rolling over on itself again and again about the same thoughts.
But she was a coward, she could never do such a thing.
Walking out of bathroom she heard the doorbell, and since she was the only one home she has to answer it.
Once downstairs she saw a thin white item laying on the floor next to the door, what it was it was put through the mail slot. And when she open the door she saw whoever it was is gone now.
Reaching down and picking up the item, which was a small piece of paper, she unfolded it and read it over.
She blinked and reread it over again, it was real but now was this a hoax.
It was a letter from Bart Simpson, and he's given directions to where he's staying.
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Marge came home late at night, Homer was sleeping on the couch again so that meant she could have to entire bed to herself to night.
To her that's a good prospect, she almost chuckled but held it back.
A quick shower and a quick dress later Marge slid into bed, and just as she reach to pull the covers over herself she saw something reflective. It was placed beneath the foot of the bed and it would have been easy to miss if the moonlight wasn't shining off of it. No! Marge thought as she saw it, her eyes were wide open and her body was shaking badly.
NO! She darted out of bed and stared at the object.
It's can't be she thought, she looked at it more closely and found it was the same item.
She wanted to scream but she knew it would bring the others, and with that it would bring questions.
I'll get rid of it tomorrow Marge thought, and I'm going to have to find who placed it here.
It was early morning when she woke up, after taking a shower and getting dressed she went downstairs to find her baby sister and her father were already up.
And it didn't take a genus to figure that her mother was "out", Lisa sat down and did something she hadn't done in a while.
Talk at the breakfast table.
She driven out to the badlands, she placed the item that was at her bed last night into the trunk along with a shovel.
Marge Simpson smiled as she was finally going to bury the past, she laughed at the pun as she pulled off the dirt road and found a nice spot.
Getting out of the car and heading for the trunk she notice buzzards flying over head.
Opening the trunk Marge felt her blood run cold, the item was gone!
In a panic she searched through the entire trunk and found it was missing.
This can't be happening! She thought, I placed in there! It has to be there.
She searched the whole car and came up empty handed, she was ether being haunted or someone knows.
Marge got back into the driver's seat and start a new mission.
Find out what's going on.