Cassie widened her eyes and mentally took back her stupidity statement. She should've known anyway, Trice was almost always right. "Um…you're scaring me Trice. Where do you think she went?" Trice pointed towards the counter near the stove, and Cassie looked towards the counter. "A NOTE!" Cassie ran forward and Trice followed. Cassie opened the letter and silently read it. "For the love of God Cassie, read the freakin' letter out loud!" "FINE! Jeez…" Cassie cleared her throat.
"Trice and Cassie, if you're reading this then I'm already gone. I'm so sorry girls, I'm so sorry I can't explain why, but I won't be coming back…I tried so hard sweeties, but I couldn't do anything...please take care of each other, and use what you have been born with to protect yourselves and each other I love you two to the moon and back. ALKWA NIA OSETCLA"
Both girls bit back tears and Trice tried to clear her head and evaluate the situation, and figure out what her letter meant. "She said she wasn't coming back…but she didn't run away, because she said she couldn't do anything…" Trice stopped, her lip quivering as she tried to find her voice. "So she was taken, in other words…kidnapped, but why would they let her leave a note?" "Hmm…maybe she wrote it beforehand…she did, but only a half hour, hour tops, before she was taken." "I'm guessing the duffel bags play a part in this…" Cassie is on the ball with this one, Trice thought. "And what in the name of all that is holy does ALKWA NIA OSETCLA mean!" Cassie practically had steam coming out of her ears, her concentration shot. She probably thought too hard, Trice thought, laughing. "It's pig Latin, moron." "Pig wha?" Trice sighed and rushed a hand through her hair. "Pig Latin. You take the first letter of a word, put it at the end, and then you add an A." "So…that would make this message…" "Walk in Closet." "YOU DIDN'T LET ME FINISH!" "WHO CARES!" "True…well which closet?" "Well, obviously not ours, so Mom's?" "Well, should we?" "Well, I don't know what the hell a closet could do to help us, but I guess we should walk through it?" "Hmm…it might be a portal." "Portal? Are you serious? Well that's weird…didn't think we'd ever need one." Cassie tapped her foot, lost in thought. "Well, I think we should pack. I think that is where the duffel bags come in handy." Cassie nodded in agreement and both walked into their rooms, shoving whatever they could in them 'til they were full. Trice stepped into her mini black leather skirt, put on a silver sleeveless shirt, and buckled straps from her skirt over her shirt and onto the front of her skirt. She finished tying her new combat boots, threw her duffel bag over her shoulder, and stood in front of Cassie's room. Cassie was dressed in a bright magenta dress that only went down to the middle of her thighs, but she wore a pair of dark blue jeans with sea green paint splattered on them. She finished tying the laces of her bright pink chuck taylors, and then grabbed her duffel bag and let Trice lead the way to their mother's room.
