Chapter 11
"So what did Boss man tell us to look into?" Tim asked, shifting some of the boxes from the shelves and placing the few organised statements back in their organised file.
"Something that appears a few time he said, links to that weird spiral table in artefact storage and the cases of people claiming that the person they once knew isn't the same" Sasha replied, flipping through a few statements.
"Like the Graham and Lucy Cooper cases?" Tim thought.
"Yes! Do you remember where they are or their number?" Sasha smiled proudly.
"I'll check my phone, got all the spooky statements saved there" He it out and scrolled for a few minutes, "Ah got it, statements 9941509 and 0070107"
"Nice! i just found that weird table one" The two high-fived.
So the two sat down and reviewed their finds, They went over the nature of this monster as well as how to approach the situation. They spent a while reading of the personal experiences of these poor people being gaslit by this monster and the rest of their friends and family. Before Amy Patel's case could've been left to the head injury but the further they read the worse it got, similar to Lucy Cooper and this new mother she had.
"That table must have something to do with these two cases, I'm pretty sure I've seen it in the hill top road cases" Sasha analysed.
"Does this deserve a trip to Artefact Storage" Tim gave puppy dog eyes.
"I know you want to explore more of the random haunted stuff in their but do you really want to be replaced by a less attractive look alike?" Sasha teased.
"Now that you mention it, we should just ask for a report on it" Tim thought aloud.
"That's what I thought" Sasha smiled, pecking Tim on the cheek.
"Gasp, affection! in this archive?! Don't let the boss see" He winked.
"Oh please, Him and Martin are so in love in surprised they aren't making out whenever he drops him tea" Tim choked on laughter, "Let's go and get those reports!"
The two exited the archives passing Jon followed by Melanie, they waved a quick hello before continuing their mini quest. Rosie was sitting at the front desk as usual paint her nails in boredom when she notices the two.
"Where are you two heading?" She smiled.
"Just up to harass the guys in Artefact Storage" Tim grinned.
"Want me to give em a quick call and say you're heading up?" She offered.
"Yeah, but don't tell em' it's us" Tim started, " I wanna see how freaked out they get" Sasha laughed.
"My lips are sealed" She smiled.
"Thanks Rosie!" With than Tim grabbed Sasha's hand and the two headed back on to task.
As they began to approach the Tim placed a finger on his lips to listen in what they were talking about.
"Well all Rosie said was were were getting a visitor" One voice said.
"Wouldn't she have told us if it was the archive lot?" Another responded.
"Well maybe it's someone else? We don't really get other visitors unless it's Elias" The first spoke again.
Tim honestly lacked the patience the most and hopped out on them.
"Heyo!" Two two jumped back in surprise.
"Timothy Stoker!" The first voice yelled.
"And don't forget Sasha!" He pulled her wrist gently to show she was there as well.
"What brings you two up here?" The second voice, Janna, spoke.
"Jon's got us researching some statements, was wondering if you have any reports about it you could share?" Sasha asked timidly.
"We'll see what we can do" The first voice, Ray spoke." Got a description or anything bout the item?"
"It's a giant table with a weird pattern on it, know what we're talking about?" Tim asked.
"Well, we only have one of those here. Pretty weird how we got it though" Janna started walking to their organised files.
"What do you mean?" Sasha raised an eyebrow.
"Well, two men dropped it off. I think they might've been delivery men?" Ray responded.
"They didn't have cockney accents perhaps?" Tim questioned.
"Yep, pretty freaking bunch as well. Just got us to sign and left"
"Yeah" Sasha looked to Tim, "That is pretty freaky".
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"I was going to book a plane to India but Georgie had asked me to talk to you before i did so" Melanie stated, "You two are close so i know she wouldn't have said that unless she thought something was wrong or you had asked her. What's up?"
"Well, it's easier for me to answer your questions somewhere else" Jon raised from his seat, "Let's get something to eat"
"Hugh?" Melanie looked confused.
"Georgie's going to be there as well don't worry" With than Melanie agreed and they both left.
Jon had noticed Martin leaning over his desk focused on something, He'd waved goodbye and Martin gave him a smile before telling him he'd see him in a bit. The two had walked about ten minutes to a near by Cafe where Georgie was sitting, eating a small pastry.
"Hey, my two favourite people" Georgie smiles and the two sat and joined her.
"Now Jon, you wanted to talk" Melanie stated, "Than talk".
"Right" Jon gulped, "This is me answering the question of why i asked Georgie to tell you not to go to India?"
"Yep" Melanie clarified.
"Ah, so this is going to sound crazy"
"As if you don't already" Georgie added.
Jon gave her a small glare before she playful mimed herself zipping her lips.
"Well, to start off it's a really terrible idea to go after that ghost" Jon answered.
"Why?" Melanie looked confused.
"I know for a fact that you are going to get hurt" Jon admitted.
"Well, it's a ghost Jon i don't think it can-" He cut her off.
"No melanie, I 'know' You're going to get hurt" He emphasised.
"What's that supposed to mean" Georgie now looked confused.
He sighed, "I know things, like things that are going to happen"
"Bullshit" Melanie said.
"Okay, well, ask me anything" Jon looked seriously, "I can literally answer anything"
"Okay" Georgie thought about it for a second, "What's the next episode of what the ghost about? I haven't finished my research and have only told Melanie about it"
"Your doing an episode on the 'Plague' that caused people to dance themselves to death in Europe" He automatically answered, "Wait, really? That's gonna get some trashy sponsors by the way"Jon cringed.
"Okay that's Impressive" Georgie admitted but wouldn't let up, "You could've just seen my script on my laptop though".
"I don't wanna get to personal though" Jon looked guiltily.
"What do you mean personal?" Melanie asked.
"I told you I know things and I know that I might slip up and offend you two, and I don't want to be killed by Melanie" He looked away.
"Than just do me? I'm not scared you'll offend me Jon, you can't really do that" She laughed a little.
"That's part of the problem Georgie" He started, "I know you can't feel fear"
She stopped, "What?" Melanie asked.
"You lost your ability to feel fear during your first year at Oxford, you took a year off after the incident and since that you cant forget about the dead woman" Jon buried his head in his arms, Melanie looked to Georgie.
"Well" Georgie paused, "That is a pretty cool trick, i believe you"
"What?!" Jon and Melanie both spoke at once.
"I mean i never told anyone that so the fact you know it-I believe you Jon"
Melanie sighed, "Fine than, I believe you too".
"That makes the rest of this explanation easier i guess" Jon admitted.
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Last time Martin had been this active working was when he'd taken over recording and following up statements while Jon was in hospital, he wished to forget that time. He needed to do this however, he needed to find out more about what this extinction was and what made it a huge point for most avatars to be wanting to prevent it. He knew currently that is was the fear of catastrophic change, the destruction of all brought up on due to mankind itself.
The more he thought about it the similarities to The Lonely were small but were still there between the two Entities, everything will be gone and they all would feel abandoned. With nothing left it would make sense why avatars would be trying to stop it, they need something to take over and if it's all gone than there is no longer a point.
He knows it's existence did come, it was present in it's own domain which they had passed through on their Journey to find Daisy and Basira. Despite being an Ex-avatar of the Lonely something about this domain spoke to him, maybe it was the warmth he felt or that he knew this wasteland wouldn't hurt him like the old world would. He remembers being told that it wasn't strong enough to take on Avatars but at that moment, sitting on the rotten sofa he had a small moment of doubt that this place was really as bad as others had thought.
He shook his head, he needed to find more proof of what this Fear really has to offer.
He knew any statement by Adelard Dekker would be useful so he focused on those for the first part of his research, he had learned of his theories and how Gertrude didn't think the prevention of this Entity was as high as a priority as he did. She seemed to care more about preventing the other rituals from happening instead.
A few more statements spoke of their personal experiences and he came across a few that could fall into the category of The Extinction but with a closer link to Technology than the idea of destruction however he did realise not to long later than said technology could contribute to said man-made end.
Martin had never been the best at working technology anyways so he was good on that front, he knew how to break it but ever ask him to change a sim card and a phone and he's be able to do it with some struggle. Point being, he never understood the fascination with the stuff, he understood how it could be 'more efficient' but it was also less reliable in terms of use. Eventually they would blow a fuse or malfunction and than what? You'd be left with the corpse, a piece of junk left to just pollute the already broken world.
The existence of a lifeless world in theory could only be good for one entity, The End. However it's understandable that in this world where life could no longer be created and only destroyed they would want to keep that continuous cycle of death going. This also meant that without humans around the fears would no longer have a need to exist and will most likely-
Martin paused.
If all of this had one way to end it would be the death of all, that's the only good ending. Well, not really but that would mean only one entity would remain over fifth-teen. The extinction couldn't have actually been so bad if it would've stopped the other fears, right?
He let out a long sigh, realising the smoke that came out of his mouth as he did. Only there was a small difference this time.
It was a mustard colour.