All right, since you people are pains in my $$E$, I am writing another chapter whether you like me or not.
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~ViraLayton…
Jump.
No don't listen to him!
You want this pain to end don't you? Jump girl!
Please listen to me!
No, me!
ME…
The voices never quit… they never left me. I couldn't ignore them. I felt like a girl with an empty head… They were my conscience, the good and the bad that never left. The building was tall, about 15 stories high. I turned around and looked at the black and white figures behind me.
"JUST SHUT UP!"
Come away from the edge, trust me!
Turn back around and jump!
I slunk to the ground and sobbed silently.
"Just go away… leave me"
Never
~VL
Where was the place where worlds collided? It couldn't be London, could it? We get people from all around the world, but it just simply could not be London.
Or did it say A place where world collided? This was simply to confusing… I climbed down stairs, almost expecting to see Flora cooking something unfortunately inedible. But instead, to my surprise, something else greeted me. A note. Dark blue ink on lighter blue paper. Next to it sat a fresh cup of tea. Written on the paper was this:
Hershel Layton;
That experience was not a dream, it was real. I have called upon you and another to help save something. My life, and the ENTIRE world.
That was not a misprint, it was correct.
I meant for you to go to THE place where worlds collide, but first you must go to A place where worlds collide.
Trust me on this, Professor Hershel Layton,
You and her have my fate and the fate of the world in your hands.
~The Voice of ~VL
Very strange… the author of this letter cant be telling the truth, it would be-
On the back it read: If you don't believe me call for an answer… call Vixenova one time.
"Vixenova?" what on earth did that mean.
"It's a code to call me." Someone spoke. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Who's there?" I asked.
"The voice of VL" it spoke. "Go, your time is ticking away Hershel"
I grabbed my coat and hat. I rushed out the door to my car, nearly forgetting the keys. I don't know what possessed me to drive but I drove to London and stopped at the park.
The crisp air was cool that day. People were everywhere, playing Frisbee, tag, hide-and-go-seek. Some stood outside a café a ways down waiting for it to open.
"Your assistant waits here, Hershel" the peculiar voice spoke. I sighed. I looked around and stared to walk towards the café when something strange happened.
Everything stopped.
I looked around. The biker that was passing me hat suddenly stopped. It was as if all of London had just…
Stopped in time.
"JUST SHUT UP!" someone in the distance yelled.
"Hmm?"
The voice sounded familiar… it couldn't be.
I ran towards where the sound had come from. I stopped at the base of a large construction company.
"Just go away, leave me"
It WAS her voice.
~VL
I jumped up and glared at them, a step closer to the edge.
"Just shut up and go away, I don't need you to run my life. Just leave my head."
You know we can't. The figures came closer to me making me step back.
All my foot touched was air. I tumbled backwards and plummeted… 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2…
Something caught me.
Or someone that is. Whoever it was, I clung to their shirt and jacket. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at there face.
Oh my…
"H-H-Hershel?"
The other person looked straight into my eyes.
"Emmy…"
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Author's note!
If you read this you are now my best friend!
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~ViraLayton