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| Filipe & Celeste in their cottage |
A late night fog haunted the streets of Welshport, heavy and cold obscuring the truths of the village and only showing its quaint small town quirks of little homes with glowing windows; perfect, picturesque and completely misleading.
Over in a small neighborhood a cottage was quiet and warm. In the hearth a boiling pot of tea tending to by Celeste DeViana who had just come home from her horrible night at Tirymôr House with Jacob where blackmailed her into bed.
She contemplated what she had done. Over and over in her mind. She wanted him dead now not only for the terrible things he had done to others but now for what he had done to her.
Was her family secret that terrible and destructive that if exposed could truly ruin Celeste’s life? To her the answer was yes. It would not only break the bonds in her own life but that or her entire family.
Celeste sat on her knees staring into the fire and watched the tea kettle boil over into the fire. She cried her heart out thinking about how horrible she felt for sleeping with Jacob, betraying Filipe, and allowing him to control her this way. She failed so much, herself, her relationship and even Charlotte and Sabrina whom she had made a pact with to kill Jacob once and for all.
“Celeste?” A sleepy voice said from behind her. “What’s the matter?”
“What? Oh nothing nothing!” Celeste said wiping her eyes.
“You’ve been crying? What’s happened?” He asked rushing over to her and helping her up from her seated position.
“I’m just having one of those days, don’t jump to any conclusions. I was just thinking of Evie and how much I missed her.” Celeste replied.
“Have you been able to contact her?” He asked believing her.
“No. They won’t let me see her or speak at all. It’s been very hard to pretend that she never even existed. The family doesn’t even speak or her anymore.” Celeste said of the Lords.
“Not even Rebecca? They seemed to be getting close up until and even after Sebastian… uh… died.” Filipe said remembering he knew Sebastian was alive.
“It’s as if she wasn’t even there.” Celeste replied sitting at a small kitchen table with her tea.
“And Jacob? How’s it been working with him?” Filipe asked to a suddenly stunned Celeste.
“Jacob? Uh, well he’s you know, Jacob. Not much you can do with him, if that makes any sense. I tend to try to just focus on Charlotte and keep out of his way.” Celeste mentioned lying to him.
“I would hate for him to be bothering you. You would tell me if he was bothering you right?” Filipe asked.
She wanted to tell him everything. Celeste looked into his eyes and saw how much he loved her, how much he wanted to protect her no netter what and all she could do was lie to him over and over again. It was too much for her to honest, Filipe could never know. It would not only destroy their relationship but the truth about Celeste’s family would most certainly come out and she would alone. Washed up. Done.
“Of course. Of course.” Celeste replied smiling sweetly.
He smiled back and walked up to her, he lifted her chin gently up so that their eyes met. Two sets of deep brown pools of love and trust. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. The heat from their passionate kiss could have reheated and boiled the tea in her teacup again. She loved him so much, he loved her back and as the night progressed he picked her up in his arms and carried her to their bed where they made love.
This was true love. True passion and in their moments of ecstasy; skin to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat, sweaty touch to sweaty touch, Celeste knew that she could not let Jacob destroy what she had.
Her secrets, now accumulating, would be kept.
Forever, for Filipe, for their love.
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| Sebastian carries Evie at Windlciff as Georgina watches |
Windcliff Sanitarium had windows towards the back of the main building that went from floor to ceiling. They were slender and long. In the center window a double door etched into it's thin glass. In the reflection of the window was Mary Goode's new face, the face of Georgina Kent.
Mary stared into the hospital with her new eyes and next to her, without a single glow of a reflection in the moon’s light, was Sebastian Lord. Pale and cold like anything without a soul would be.
The two of them had made it around the building and were determined to get Evie no matter what. Mary, now going by the name Georgina to match her new body, looked around to see if the door could be opened. She checked and checked and couldn't see any way in.
Sebastian put his hand up against the glass and closed his eyes. The glass began to heat up along with is hand and then, out of no where the glass shattered. He pushed his hands through the cracked pieces and they fell to the floor. He reached in and unlatched the lock.
"Push." Sebastian said in a whisper.
Georgina took a deep breath and began to realize they were really going into the hospital, she had to complete the pact she made with Sebastian as payment for helping her get the new face she was wearing.
Georgina walked in and Sebastian followed. They slowly made their way through the dark corridors of the hospital step by step not knowing where they were going. Sebastian closed his eyes and walked as if he could feel Evie's heart pounding in his mind. In fact he could. He could sense her, feel her. Everything about Evie was beguiling to Sebastian. He missed her and needed to be with her again. Its as if the love he had for intensified while he was in the other world, the world of the dead.
He had become obsessed, and to Georgina it felt as it perhaps he was going a bit mad in the process.
They passed room after room, each one darker and more awful than the last. The smell of wet clothes and mothballs made Georgina cover her nose as they continued down the hallways and into a larger part of the hospital where orderlies busily cleaned a rec-hall.
Then they came to a large staircase that they took that lead them into a different wing of the hospital. Sebastian could feel that this was the right direction. Blood boiled in passionate expectation that he'd find the woman he died for. He wanted her, he needed her and all the terror he had suffered in the last few months would finally end as soon as he could see Evie again. He wanted to see her beautiful eyes and smile and he knew in his heart that she would soon come back to him just as they were before Mary shot him. Before she had fallen for Christian Evans.
"I don't think we're going to find her." Georgina whispered.
"You can't give up yet. Ill find her. Ill find her." Sebastian said, her eyes laser focused peeking into each room they passed.
"Sebastian, listen to me." Georgina said grabbing his arm as they passed room after room. "Maybe we should just stop. She's here for a reason and not only that, we know that she's moved on from you. Maybe we should go Sebastian. This could be dangerous if anyone saw you." She whispered back.
His eyes quickly turned form hopeful and romantic to dramatic and dark. He pushed Georgina up to the wall of the hallway and hissed in her face. He felt her reluctance and saw it as a threat to what he wanted. She was not attempting to stop him from getting his Evie back.
"You promised me you'd help me. I gave you this body!! YOU PROMISED!" He growled, his anger so strong he was unable to control it. Such was the side effect of his new life as the undead vampire.
Georgina wasn't one to be pushed on. She had had enough of that with Jacob when she lived as Mary and reached up with her loose hand and slapped Sebastian across the face. His head whipped to one side and he realized how and what he was doing. The angry vampire quickly vanished from his face and the old Sebastian, in love and loss, came back.
"I just need her. You have to understand." he said softly as the orderlies in the other room continued to clean.
"She's moved on Sebastian. She's moved on." Georgina said.
"No, She hasn't. She couldn't have. She only did that with Christian because she thought I was gone. He took advantage of her. He took advantage of the fact I wasn't there. She loves me! She still loves me!" Sebastian shouted as Georgina rushed up to him and put her finger on his lips to hush him.
She knew Sebastian loved Evie. He could see it. This man, this monster that she helped create was something she was beginning to pity. They were cousins and now partners in crime and she couldn't bear to see him suffering even if her heart-of-hearts told her that Evie was a lost cause to him.
"Cousin, I don't know what we are going to find when we find her. Are you parred for anything? You should be. But when and if we do find her, just promise me you'll remember that what happened between Christian and Evie was between the both of them. It wasn't one sided." Georgina said.
Sebastian took that to heart and nodded. "I know." He said softly.
"You there!! What are you doing here???" a voice shouted from one of the shadow corners of the hall.
It was an orderly on night duty.
He walked over quickly to the couple. Georgina gasped in shock that they had been caught. Sebastian's eyes turned black. His teeth extended from his mouth. It was time for him to feed after all.
"I asked you a question!" The orderly said sternly only seeing Sebastian from behind.
Sebastian slowly turned to face the man and when they finally made eye contact the orderly gasped in the face of a man who was not a man, a man who was not a live, a man who had not seen the sun in almost a year. Sebastian, the undead hissed in the face of orderly who gasped and dropped his clipboard to the floor.
"Step back.... STEP BACK!" The orderly screamed.
But Sebastian was hungry and on a mission, no one would stand in his way. The vampire lunged at the orderly and they began to fight. The man punched Sebastian in the gut, Sebastian felt nothing, he wasn't even winded. Sebastian ginned at the orderly, almost as if he was proud of him for trying but there was no use. No blow from a fist would stop his hungry heart.
Sebastian lunged mouth agape at the man and clamped down on his thick neck. The pain was so much that the orderly could not even vocalize it. The blood came squirting from his neck and down his chest soaking his white hospital uniform. It was so sweet on Sebastian's tongue.
Sebastian closed his eyes in ecstasy as the sweet blood of the orderly oozed down his throat and quenched his thirst for real human blood. The pleasure was ripe, so ripe the vampire bit down harder on the unlucky orderly's throat killing him.
Georgina turned away covering her face trying to keep the image from being seared into her brain for all time.
Sebastian had seemingly turned into Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide. One minute sensitive and kind searching for the wronged love of his life the next he was a blood thirsty monster searching for his next meal. Georgina feared him yet she cared for him at the same time.
Minutes passed that felt like hours as the orderly died in Sebastian's grip. Sebastian carefully dragged his dead body into a closet in the hallway, cleaned his face of the blood and came back to Georgina who was frozen in shock.
"It had to be done." Sebastian said softly, back to his kind Dr. Jekyll stance.
Georgina, when she was Mary, helped created Sebastian the vampire with her Mother Eliza nodded in agreement. She knew it had to be done too, and so much more events like this would most likely continue if Sebastian was to survive.
The two then gathered themselves up again and calmed their nerves. They continued the search for Evie hoping that was the only orderly on night duty in that ward.
As they continued to search, Sebastian could feel her close. It was as if she were a honing signal to his heart; he could again feel her heartbeat. He could again feel her blood pumping and matching his heart beat. He followed the feeling of her body of her breathing. Evie too, asleep in her bed, confused and knocked out from a terrible night with Dr. Kim tossed and turned in a white padded room where a straight jacket kept her snug on a white linen lined cot.
Evie felt as if she had a fever. Her heart was beating so hard she was beginning to feel dizzy in her sleep. She opened her eyes and fell from the cot, sweating profusely. She could feel something coming too. But she had no idea who.
Then he appeared.
Sebastian had traveled back from the dead. Over the sea. Over so much pain and sorrow and into the hospital that his own family had wrongfully kept her trapped in and finally found his lost love, locked away in a room tired to a bed, wrapped in a straight jacket ill and in pain.
He could sense her pain through the wall. He could sense her illness. Something dark was upon her and she was truly sick and near death without anyone in the hospital even knowing or perhaps even caring. Sebastian put his hand up against the door. His power, by Georgina's eye, was strong and went through the door and the door unlocked as if he had placed a key in the locked and turned it.
The door opened and he found her in a lump on the floor. Her hair, brown and Curley and beautiful, covered her gorgeous face. Georgina gassed at the site of the once especially dressed and always put together Evie and how far she had fallen.
"They're killing her." Sebastian said as he quickly went to the floor and rolled Evie over. "I'm here my love. I'm here to save you." Sebastian whispered.
Evie turned over, she could see his blurry face through the rogue strands of brown hair. She squinted and thought her fever, of whatever illness was attacking her, was making her feel strange and see strange things.
"Sebastian?" She asked in a weak voice. "Is that you?" she said believing her hallucination.
"Hurry. Hurry!!" Georgina said from the door.
Sebastian looked back at Georgina and nodded his head. He then ripped off the ligature around Evie's wrist and scooped her up from the floor. He could feel her body’s heat. It was like a furnace burning her up from the inside out and coming through her skin.
Then, like three flashes from the brightest sun, they were out of the room into the hallway and quickly made their way back the way they came to freedom and not a single person at the hospital was the wiser.
Or so they thought.
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| Alice Winterborn under water |
As the clock stuck 2 in the morning, someone had been there the whole time watching and waiting.
It was Alice Winterborn, Evie's new friend from Windcliff. Alice watched but didn't make a noise. She followed them through the hospital and in the darkened corridors. She kept up pace the way until they wrote out of the hospital and in the fresh cool night air of the mainland.
Now, free too, she watched as her friend Evie and the two strangers made their way down the long path to the town nearest the hospital where Sebastian and Georgina had set up a boat rental earlier that day before their arrival at Windcliff. This small boat filled up to its rims with its three passengers and needed to get them back to Goode Island where Sebastian could finally have his life with Evie back and no one in his family would ever stop them. All before the sun rose in the sky.
Alice did not make herself know to Sebastian or Georgina as she shadowed them and was left alone in a large thicket of trees until she felt it was safe for her to come out. A few hours passed but then she went along the road and followed it in foot for miles and miles and finally she got to the edge of the mainland and saw the island of Welshport off in the distance.
She smiled remembering the happy times she had on the island and thought that perhaps now that she too was free she could get some of that back, and maybe even find her friend Evie again.
The waves on the shore crashed on the rocks and Alice slowly made her way down the sloped edge and took off her shoes. The water was ice cold on her feet. She could feel frigid liquid in her bones and the slippery rocks below her, cold from the sea’s touch, was slippery from the moss. She then slowly made her way into the sea. Her skirt began to float up the deeper she got and Alice could feel a rush of cooking blood flood her mine. The water then began to come up.
From her knees.
To her thighs.
To her stomach.
To her chest.
To her chin
To her forehead.
As the water made contact with her skin a striking alchemical reaction occurred. Every inch of her body that absorbed the sea water began to change into a translucent scale like surface. The area between her fingers and toes became webbed, her eyes suddenly had a glass-like orb that came over both of them and their color changed from a chestnut brown to a golden tone that glittered beneath the fractures of light that creased over the surface of the ocean. Finally, three little slits on either side of her head behind her ears opened up as gills.
Alice could and did live in the sea.
Then, as if she had been waiting for the very moment to return to her watery work, Alice disappeared, below the dark blue water. She was completely submerged in the ocean and she did not surface. She was one with the water. One with the sea. Alice wanted to find her destiny, her connection to the earth away from Windcliff, it was as if all the years she has spent there, Evie had finally unlocked the part of her mind that made Alice who she was.
Alice was gone now, deep in the dark water or the Frenchman Bay, the waves called to her and so did the light from the lighthouse on Welshport. Calling for Alice to finally come home.
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| Jacob, Charlotte & Rebecca at Tirymôr |
On a blisteringly sunny morning over Tirymôr House, the breakfast table was busy with the Lord family clicking their orange juice glasses and eating their morning hardboiled eggs sitting on their sterling silver pedestal.
Rebecca nervously sipped her coffee and kept one hand under the table as Sebastian's signet ring rolled around in it like a scolding hot marble.
She elegantly looked at the clock wondering when or if she should tell her family about what she found at the Cemetery---or rather, what she didn't find. Their prince's body missing from it's coffin. Charlotte noticed her grandmother's nerves that made her and Sabrina inside of her just as uneasy causing her to anxiously play with the eggs on her plate.
“Don’t play with your food.” Jacob growled from the opposite side of the table. "its disgusting."
“Where is Celeste?” Rebecca asked as the clock in the hall chimed 8 in the morning. “She’s late.”
“Is she? Hmm… indeed she is.” Jacob said as the clock again chimed on the hour. “Unlike her, isn’t it?” He added.
“Very much unlike her. Charlotte dear, why don’t you drink up your juice if you’re finished and run up to your room and get all your books ready for when Miss DeViana arrives. She will be pleased to see you’re all set for her lesson.” Rebecca ordered.
Charlotte looked at her grandmother then at her father who didn’t say another word. The tension was growing between the two, and Charlotte who had conspired to kill her father with Celeste just 48 hours before nodded her head and excused herself from the tension filled breakfast table.
But she didn’t go far. She quickly hid behind the large pillar of stone that stood outside the breakfast room and eavesdropped on her father and grandmother.
“So tell me, what did you do?” Rebecca asked as Charlotte went out of sight.
“Whatever do you mean?” He asked cutting his eggs with his fork and slopping them up with a loud slurping sound.
“Don’t play coy. I saw her leave later than she usually does after Charlotte had gone to bed. There was no reason for her to be here that late. And today, she’s uncharacteristically late. I’m very bad a small talk, Jacob, but I am very good at math. I can put two and two together.” Rebecca replied.
“We chatted for a while that’s all. Can’t I chat with employees? I do when I go into the city and to the office. What is the difference with chatting with Celeste?” Jacob asked.
“The difference is the agents at our publishing house in the city don't work in close proximity to your bedroom and are not beautiful women that I have seen you staring at her on various occasions. Did you hurt her?” Rebecca asked bluntly.
“Mother, for god’s sake! I’m 46 years old, dammit!” Jacob yelled back slamming his fist into the table startling Charlotte listening around the door, yet Rebecca did not flinch. “Must you always attempt to turn things around on me like I'm a child?”
“I know you too well.” Rebecca replied as a servant came in to bring them more coffee and juice in sparkling crystal pitchers from a servants exit on the opposite side of the room.
“You’re always trying to paint me the villain. Always.” Jacob said grabbing the coffee from the servant and pouring it himself as he felt a twinge of his resentment towards his mother's love bubble up.
“You do a good job of that yourself Jacob, but I’ll just warn you now: Should you have hurt that girl in anyway the price will be very heft for you.”
“She’s a woman. She was not hurt.” Jacob replied to his mother’s disgust.
“Ma’am, sir, there is someone here to see you both. I said you were both at breakfast but he insisted.” The coffee servant said.
Upon Charlotte hearing this. Charlotte quickly hid behind a large potted plant. She needed to hear the rest of the conversation.
“Who?” Jacob wondered.
“It is rather early.” Rebecca answered.
“It’s Constable Evans.” The servant answered.
“Well bring him in! Lord knows he’s got much to answer for! Missing Mary, missing Georgian, a bloody arsonist in our midst! Bring him in, bring him in!” Jacob shouted to the poor servant.
“Yes sir. Of course sir.” The servant answered as he quickly scurried through the doorway and off to usher in Christian Evans.
“Now we’ll see what he has to say.” Jacob said to Rebecca who continued to roll Sebastian’s ring in her hand feeling Christian was about to drop a bomb on Jacob about the return of their dead relative.
“Constable Evans.” The servant said announcing Christian’s entrance into the breakfast room.
“Jacob. Rebecca.” Christian said looking like he hadn’t slept.
“Constable, we are both hoping that you’re interrupting our quiet breakfast to give us good news on Mary and Georgina.” Jacob said.
“Well yes and no, Georgina is still missing but we did receive this.” Christian said sliding an opened envelope across the table to Jacob who looked at Christian with a curled lip because of his disheveled appearance. “It’s from Mary’s mother.”
“Eliza?” Rebecca replied pulling the letter from Jacob’s hand. It was a name she hadn't said in years.
“It seems as though Mary has done the unthinkable. The reason why we can’t find her is because she’s dead.” Christian replied.
Charlotte gasped under the palms of the potted plant she was hiding under at the news of her mother Mary.
“DEAD?!?!?! BULL!!” Jacob shouted of his ex Mary's demise.
“In this note Eliza says she drowned. Why are we just hearing of this now?” Rebecca asked, unsure if she should believe the letter.
“In the last paragraph you’ll see that Eliza said she wanted to mourn her daughter in peace before she told anyone. She wanted to give some time for herself.” Christian replied.
“That coward!! That COWARD! She kills Sebastian and does something to Georgina and just takes the easy way out? Well I don’t accept it! She’s a coward and I’ll make sure all of the papers under our publishing firm writes that in her obituary.” Jacob said cruelly.
“She’s your daughter’s mother, you’ll do nothing of the sort.” Rebecca replied. “Constable it’s important we find out Georgina, you’ve waisted enough time on Mary Goode to the point she took her own life. Let’s not have yet another mistake like this happen again. It’s imperative we find Georgina as soon as possible.” Added Rebecca.
“I’m afraid I’ve been doing my best to do that but have also been preoccupied with another matter. Evie.” Christian said to Rebecca and Jacob both scoffing annoyed with his obsession with their married-in family member they so coldly placed in an insane asylum.
“Oh Constable please I’ve told you once I’ve told you before you need to let Evangeline do what she needs to do and take care of her mental health.” Rebecca said.
“You’ve done enough damage in that department Christian, ol’ chap, I’d listen to my mother if I were you.” Jacob replied.
“But if I could only be with her, if we could only be together I …I could focus on making sure everything else in my life was put together. I love her, can’t you see? I’d take care of her. You wouldn’t have to anymore. She and I, it would be us and you’d be free of supporting her.” Christian replied in a begging tone of voice.
“Out of the question! You should talk to that lawyer I saw you with the other day, he’s tell you I was right. Evie is our family. Forever.” Rebecca said.
“Lawyer?” Jacob asked of the man Rebecca met and was introduced as Evie’s lawyer but was truly Evie’s brother Nikolas.
“I…I just wish I could be..” Christian said before being interrupted by Dr. Kim who rushed into the breakfast room.
“WHAT THE DEVIL?!” Jacob shouted. “Kim what are you doing?”
Rebecca stood up, the ring still burning in her hand.
“I tried to tell him you shouldn’t be interrupted, I’m sorry!” The servant said nervously trying to push Dr. Kim back out of the room.
“It’s Evie!” Kim replied. “I got in the first fairy out here, Evie is gone. She escaped last night with another patient. They’re both gone.” Kim said breathing heavy after running into the room.
“She must be coming here! She must be looking for me!” Christian replied in strange outburst out of no where.
Everyone looked over at Christian. The once smart and astute Constable had fallen into a strange madness since the night Evie was taken and he saw Gaspar’s mutilated body. His mind was turning to a confused, sad place for fantasy and childlike naivety that only made his credibility in town shrink further away from his grasp.
“This is insanity!!!! How could you have allowed this?!” Rebecca screamed at Dr. Kim.
“Incompetence mother! Incompetence!” Jacob yelled back.
“I assure you, we… we didn’t, we keep our patients safe and locked in their cells at night but—” Dr. Kim began before Rebecca hushed him.
“We have to find her.” Rebecca said, her voice l sizzling with anger and worry that Sebastian would find her first that is, if he hadn’t already.
Cowering behind the plant Charlotte held her breath. Inside her mind, the spirit of Sabrina Lord knew this was a sign that perhaps the cracks in the façade of Lord family were beginning to crack.
“It’s happening. It’s happening.” Sabrina’s voice said in Charlotte’s mind. “This must of been Sebastian’s doing.” She added.
In the chaos of Dr. Kim’s entrance Christian rushed out to find Nikolas and tell him Evie had escaped. As he did, he passed the area near the front stares where he had seen the bleeding grotesque body of Gaspar DuBois bleeding profusely from a giant gash in his neck.
Christian stared at the open area where Gaspar had been and a chill came over his entire body.
“The monster….” Gaspar’s voice said in Christian’s memory referring to his murder, Sebastian.
Christian felt sick and rushed out to find Nikolas.
Back inside the breakfast room, Jacob continued to berate the man he was paying to make sure Evie stayed locked away. This was part of their deal, he kept her locked away and Kim’s secret would be kept locked up too. It was just another feather in Jacob’s hat of secret keeping and blackmailing, but for Kim, the idea that Evie’s escape could me his secret would spill out scared him to death.
Rebecca opened her hand and saw Sebastian’s ring once more. This was no simple escape, Rebecca thought. She knew it in her heart, this was Sebastian’s doing. She replaced the ring in her pocket and pulled Jacob off of Dr. Kim and slapped her son in the face to calm him down.
“Enough! Enough, gather yourself! !!” Rebecca ordered.
“Mother how can I be calm when all these people, the Constable, this doctor… they keep letting us down!!” Jacob shouted.
“I have done all you have asked! Every little thing and yet you continue to push more on top of me. Both of you. I’ve gone against my ethics and I have kept Evangeline Jordan in a place I don’t believe she belongs all because —” Dr. Kim said defending himself just before Jacob stepped in.
“All because it’s your JOB Andrew!” Jacob shouted.
“We did not let her go. She escaped!” Dr. Kim replied.
“I should have your license and everything you own. And just when you think I’m done I’ll let everyone know they deep dark little secret of yours and ruin your life for this. Evie was in your care and you should have made sure she stayed in your care.” Jacob replied.
“It wasn’t Andrew.” Rebecca replied softly realizing the truth.
“What?” Jacob asked surprised as he and Dr. Kim both turned to her for clarification,
“It’s Sebastian. It’s Sebastian.” Rebecca said clearly as she pulled out Sebastian’s signet ring she found next to Georgina the night she was attacked and finally showed it to Jacob.
Charlotte gasped in her hiding place as Sabrina, the spirit of Sebastian's mother that lived inside the young girl realized her sister Eliza had come through with helping Sebastian come back.
Jacob too knew that ring was on his nephew when he was buried. He saw it on his finger, He saw the casket close and the ring was on Sebastian’s hand.
“But? How? His ring! How do yo have it?” Jacob asked, his face white as a sheet.
“I found it next to Georgina the night she was attacked, Jacob her wounds were like Gaspar’s. This ring, Sebastian had to..”
“That’s impossible!!!!” Jacob screamed.
“It’s true, I made sure of it.” Rebecca replied in a serious tone.
“How?” Jacob wondered as Kim drank water to calm his nerves.
“His grave his empty.”
“My god what is this?” Dr. Andrew Kim asked in a low whispery voice at the bizarre accusation of Sebastian being actually alive.
Jacob’s eyes went blank. His heart skipped at beat.
“He’s alive??????” Jacob asked terrified the truth of his plot would come out, Rebecca took a deep breath before answering. Kim kept drinking water and calming himself after Jacob’s shoving and pushing and angry tirade. Rebecca then turned to the window of the breakfast room and looked out over the distance and the sea.... there floating in the water was Goode Island.
“The only person who can tell us for sure, the only person who will give us a true answer…is the witch.” Rebecca said referring to Eliza Goode, the one woman who’s powers knew all. "I will go to her. I will find out what she knows." Rebecca added.
