Disclaimer: I don't own any of this so don't get your panties in a knot.
I'm continuing this for fun. I don't know that there will be anything else to follow
She tapped her finger thoughtfully against the grubby note in her hands. It was written in spidery scrawl. The raven on her shoulder let out a low caw.
Thank you.
-S
She smiled faintly. And stroked the ravens feathers gently and tossed the note into the fire. Better safe then sorry.