Library [Saturday]

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Mac actually ran over to the library this week, still with her mop handle securely in hand, just in case she ran into any of the risen dead.

After listening to radio and the information they'd come across the day before, Mac was more convinced than ever that they were dealing with a curse, and tacked up a large piece of paper with a few key words, 'voodoo', 'curse', 'priest', where it could be seen, so that everyone knew what they should be focussing on, here. Anything else they found could be added as they went along.

It couldn't be said she wasn't trying to organise their efforts.

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Oh, Agnes's mind was a fun place to visit. It was pretty... odd in there. Not quite crowded, not technically, but... different.

"I think you're quite right," Agnes told her, taking off for the shelves. She looked through the books as fast as she could. "Not that one... No, not that one... HERE!" She flipped through the pages quickly, eagerly... "Oh, POOT!!!"

She tossed the book onto the floor. "Darn stupid ratzing fratzing... BOLLOCKS BOLLOCKS BUGGER FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!"

The shelves around her started vibrating from the harmonics of her voice, and she clapped her hands over her mouth and took a few moments to pull herself together. Then she smiled sweetly at Sookie. "I'm sorry. Unfortunately, it seems he packed up his things and disappeared. The mayor at the time doesn't think he actually left the island, but he hasn't been seen or heard from since."

She wasn't crying. She wasn't.

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Sookie's eyes were as big as saucers. "Oh my god, honey, are you all right? We'll just keep looking, okay?"

[finding-x-dream.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm fine," Agnes sighed. "Just... I thought we were so close. More research, it is."