Place: Atoka, Oklahoma Date: 6/2/15 Time: 10:45-11:56 P.M
"Lola, baby, please."
"I can't keep doing this anymore Richard," the woman was short and blond, and what seemed like in her late 20's.
"I'm sorry but work has been busy and I can't come home right now, just one more day. Please?"
"Oh alright one more day," she grunted, though she was smiling.
"Oh thank you so much sweetie, when I come back we'll go to Beaver's ben and go camping! And stay up past midnight and have the time of our lives. Got it?"
She chuckled, "Got it, love you, goodnight."
"Tomorrow, darling, tomorrow."
She hanged up and went back to the laundry humming a soft tune as she did so.
Lola walked in the kitchen; she opened the pantry door and got out some cake mix, singing this time.
She turned around and put them on the counter bending over to get a bowl to mix it all.
As she was straitening up when she heard it, the door to the kitchen creaking. Then a long low moan. She quickly turned around to find nothing there, so she went back to what she was doing.
"Get a grip Lola," she mumbled to herself.
"Lola," something hissed
Ok now she was spooked. She turned around again to see someone was there. Only to her horror was a person a pale sickly person, a woman who looked years younger than herself.
"A-Are you o-ok?" she said trying not to faint right there and then.
"Lola."
This time the woman was... Walking? No. Running? No. She was glitching!
Lola backed up into the wall and whimpered.
"You must… you must pay the price," the woman whispered.
"Wait," Lola was sobbing now, "Please no… Please!"
The woman stared at her and put her hand through Lola's body, impaling her.
Lola just stared at the other woman with wide eyes, before dropping dead.
Place: Caddo, Oklahoma Time: 8:08 A.M- ?:? ?.? Date:6/3/15
Earlier that morning Isabella had cleaned up the mess and left after packing her stuff. On her way out she made sure to lock the door leaving no hints that someone was there.
Now she was sitting on a bench drinking a cold Frappuccino from the gas station nearby. The newspapers at the gas station were free so she grabbed one on her way out for a little history lesson.
The words SURPRISE METEOR SHOWER! Were on the front page with a picture of last night's sky under it.
"So, that's what they're calling it," she chuckled lightly and got out her phone checking the time.
"Why do I even wake up so early?" She asked herself in mid yawn.
She was still scanning the paper when she saw an interesting article.
"27 year old Lola Bricking found murdered in locked apartment, hmm looks interesting. Where is it?"
She searched for addresses, city name, zip code, something.
"Atoka, well that's not far, might as well stop there on my way to Kansas, I smell a hunt."
"Ticket to Atoka please."
"Sure thing Miss, enjoy the train."
"Thank you."
Isabella was taking the train to Lawrence, Kansas, she would have to find some other way to get to Lebanon after that.
She chose this trip because it stopped in Atoka for three days, giving her enough time to figure it out and deal with it.
Her father taught her the ways of the hunter since she was 2. So she was almost, maybe even, better then him.
As she boarded the train she put the ticket in her wallet, careful not to lose it.
She sat on the left side of the car at picked a seat facing the front. Isabella quietly looked out the window while the other passengers boarded, and the conductor shouting their leave.
The trip to Atoka was longer then expected so by the time it arrived at the station lunch was on her mind.
After getting her food Isabella thought about where she wad going to staying to stay.
"Little girl?" A thick Russian accent asked.
Isabella snapped out of her trance and looked up. The conductor was towering over her with his twig-like structure.
"Do you have a place to stay? I saw you board the train with no one and sit by yourself. Are you parents here?"
She shyly shook her head.
"Thought so. You can stay in the bed car this weekend ok?" The man smiled
Isabella smiled back, "Thank you."
"Least I can do here," he handed her a $20.00 bill.
"I can't take money from you-"
" I have a daughter at home so I know how you girls love to go shopping, and exploring please take it."
She accepted the money, "Thank you so so so so much!"
The man smiled and walked away shouting, "Curfew's 10:00P.M!"
Isabella was still grinning when she waved and left the station port.
The humid summer air was doing her no good her hair was moist and poufy so it was in her face. She constantly had to tuck it behind her ears.
"Garnish Dr." Isabella told the bus driver as she took her seat.
She watched as the tree's went by row by row. She liked the bunker, she knew the place like the back of her hand having growing up in it.
But she knew that her room didn't exist, she didn't even exist not until 2018. She missed 2029, the year she was from.
She started to hum the lullaby her dad used to sing to her when she was scared or worried, stuck in her own world where her parents were sitting next to her on the train, talking about their next hunt, purposely being sappy in front of her making her scrunch her nose in disgust.
"You like the Beatles?"
Isabella looked away from the window and at turned to the woman who spoke. She was a little short for her age, and she had shoulder length hair, red hair, with bangs. Isabella immediately recognized her.
"Charlie!" she exclaimed as she hugged Charlie tight.
"Sorry, but have we met?"
Isabella smiled, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me."
"Ok," she hesitated, "I'm from the year 2029.