DISCLAIMER: so, you know I don't own the book, characters etc. If I did, I would be getting rich from real books instead of writing fan fics. All I own is the plot. Go me.
I also ownthe settings Café Carlotta and Darey Town that take place in this chapter and the some of the rest of these chapters.

Author's Note: Thanks to my great reviewers! These people are helping me out a lot when I write and are motivating me to write more! EmQuagmire, coolmarauders, Super E-man

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"Where are we Kit?" Isadora asked as the helicopter reached ground.

Everyone who had been riding in the vehicle seemed relieved to be back on solid ground. Violet looked around. This place seemed oddly familiar. Like somewhere she had seen in a dream. It was too difficult to remember where she had seen this, or when. Violet did know that she had been here before.

"Well Isadora, I don't exactly know. I came by some Verbal Fridge Dialogue that told me I would find a Volunteer Factual Dispatch in Darey Town. I am quite familiar with the town as a whole. Maybe when we are finished if we have time we can stop by Café Carlotta for a quick bite to eat. I have some business to attend to with one of the waiters."

Quigley raised his eyebrows at the mention of this place, but didn't comment. Kit opened the door of the helicopter and stepped out, holding it for everyone else to evacuate as well-a term which here means "leave the helicopter quickly". They entered the town and the first thing they saw was wreckage of what most likely had been a large skyscraper. As the party came closer they noticed things like lamps, couches, and books that had been singed from flame. The party noticed that there had been a great fire. Sunny noticed something even more peculiar.

"Book!" she cried.

Everyone came closer to her. Violet and Quigley both reached for the maroon book Sunny had in her grasp. Violet got there first, resulting in Quigley grabbing Violet's hand. He quickly pulled away. Violet blushed and put her attention back to the book she was holding. It wasn't burnt at all. It was plastic. The pages weren't real pages at all. It was one of those books that you store things in so people don't find your valuables. Like I said before, it was a maroon cover. It had a black insignia that made Violet somewhat uncomfortable. It was an eye. Just like the eye tattooed on Olaf's ankle. Just like the eye she had seen so many times before. In her dreams, in her nightmares.

"Kit, you better look at this." Violet called to Kit.

"What is it Violet?"

Kit picked the book up from Violet's hands and looked at it. She Smiled.

"I think we owe Sunny a thank you! This is the Volunteer Factual Dispatch I was sent here to find." Kit gave Sunny a hug and read the V.F.D. Kit's face became quite expressionless. She only said,

"Let's get a bite to eat. I'll tell you about it over lunch. I'll tell you this though; there is good news, and bad news."

Violet and Quigley looked at each other. Klaus and Isadora looked at each other. Duncan scribbled something in his commonplace book, and Sunny said,

"Recipe!" This probably meant, "Maybe I will get some good recipes at Café Carlotta!"

Violet laughed and followed Hector and Kit to Café Carlotta. Hector, who hadn't spoken this whole time said, "Whoa! Am I hungry! I need to get something in this stomach of mine."

This made everyone laugh. The party walked until they came up to a quaint little corner café. It said Café Carlotta on the sign and it had a big cup of coffee. The sign was maroon as well. It had black letters and the coffee cup was white with black coffee. Hector pushed through the doors and the bell clanged. A waitress immediately came to the party.

"May I seat you?" she asked. She smiled. The waitress took everyone to a big table. She told them their waiter would be there in a moment and not to fret- a term which here means "worry that no one would wait on them". Kit assured her they wouldn't and they all took their seats.

Violet looked around the café. It was a nice quaint little place. There were candles lit on each table, and the chairs were comfy. Everything was maroon or black, which made the store seem very dark. The chair seats were maroon velvet and the wood on the chairs were ebony.

"So what is this news Kit?" Quigley asked. This was the first time he had spoken since they had gotten in Café Carlotta. Quigley was studying the faces that were there and for some reason, he had been studying the woodwork on the tables and chairs. He took out his purple commonplace book and layed it out in front of him. He took out a fountain pen and had it poised, ready to write down the details.

"Well, Quigley, Isadora, Duncan, Violet, Sunny, Klaus, and Hector, like I said before, there is good news. But there is also bad news. Which should I start with first?" Kit inquired. Violet looked at Klaus.

"Start with the good. We might be in good enough moods to hear the bad without being that crestfallen." Violet stated.

"Alright," Kit started. "The good news is that the last safe place hasn't been found by the bad side of the schism. That means we can travel there and prepare when they do finally find it."

"That's great!" said Duncan. There were murmurings of agreement, and the sound of a pen flying across paper.

"Redeeforbaddews." Hector said. His mouth was full of mashed potatoes so no one could understand him. Everyone laughed as Hector swallowed and said again,

"We're ready for the bad news."

Kit looked down. She closed her eyes. She opened them again, cleaned her spectacles and sighed. She said,

"Olaf has killed another person. Not a volunteer, but someone who has helped Violet and Sunny and Klaus a lot. Also, she was the person who was set to trial against Olaf, and who was going to help us. Olaf must have known." Violet gasped and Sunny yelled,

"No! Bad man!" Everyone nodded. Quigley scribbled something down and looked up from his writing.

"Who was it?" he inquired.

"It was, Justice Strauss." She looked down again. A piece of hair fell down from her tight bun and she put it behind her ear.

Violet gasped. A tear ran gently down her face. Justice Strauss was one of the only people who truly looked out for the Baudelaires to the best of her ability. She was the one that was going to help them when they finally caught Olaf. Quigley hugged Violet.

"You'll be fine. I'm sorry." He whispered to her.

"Well everyone, it gets worse." Kit said.

"How could it possibly get worse?" Klaus questioned.

"Well, it's possible. Justice Strauss held the clue to the location of the sugar bowl."