FIGMENTS OF IMAGINATION
CHAPTER FOUR.
FIGMENTS OF IMAGINATION
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REBECCA
+412 9824-638Have you spoken to Billy today?
Not since this morning
Why?
Eddie came over looking for him
I think they had plans. Something about
a basketball game.Oh man
Again?
Maybe he forgot
Yeah. Or…
Or?
Bec I know you like Eddie but
maybe it’s just not working out for themDon’t say it like that
Billy was so quiet before they started
dating remember?? Eddie made him smile
for the first time since the accidentI know but these things happen
Typing…
I know, I know. I just wish
I knew what was going on in that
kids head these daysI think that’s pretty normal
when it comes to teenagers honeyOH MY GOD
Whoa what????
IT HAPPENED AGAIN
You’re kidding
I wish I was!! Look!!
[kitchencabinets.jpg attached]
Every single one! Wide open!
I knew we shouldn’t have gone
with that contractorDon’t start this again
I’m just saying! My cousin Lou
wouldn’t have gotten the cabinets so
crooked they swing open every time
we aren’t looking!!I swear, we’re haunted or something
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You have one (1) missed call from Boyf.
You have one (1) new voicemail, receive June 19 at 10:18 am.“Hey, it’s Billy. Just hang up and text me.”
“Hey, I thought we were heading to the game together but maybe I got that mixed up. All good, I guess, I’ll catch you courtside. Prepare to watch your boy dominate!...Okay, forget I said that, god that was so cringe. See you there. Love you.”
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C:\Users\WKaplan\Desktop\Witch101\Recordings\witch101_june_19.mp3
01:28:40 | 02:14:55
“Why am I the one stuck digging through the trash heap?”
“Because we are living in a material world and I’m an immaterial girl.”
“I know you’ve been practising with your material form.”
“Hey, this was your dumb idea.”
“You said we needed something of Tommy’s to summon him. This house-”
“Rubble heap.
“-is the only place we ever lived.”
“You were figments of Wanda’s imagination, Teen. What exactly do you think is going to be left to find?”
“It’s worth looking at least.”
“If you say so. I’d be happier dousing the whole thing in accelerant and torching it all.”
“It’s so weird being back here.”
“Oh, you think?”
“Should we…I don’t know, pay our respects?”
“To what? My grave?”
“I don’t know! This is my first time speaking to a ghost while standing a stone’s throw from her remains!”
“Teen, there’s nothing of me there. A few bones maybe and the rest is worm food.”
“Well, I’m going to visit. You can wait here if you want.”
01:39:50 | 02:14:55
“Whoa. Are you doing that?”
“Nope.”
“But it’s so…”
“Yep.”
“Are you two done?”
“HOLY-”
“Hey sweetheart. Still tending to my bush are we?”
“I am begging you to say that any other way.”
“Oh, lighten up, Teen.”
“So what if I am? It’s not like anyone else is going to take care of it.”
“Well, I can’t say I’ve ever met someone whose love language was ever blooming flowers from your ex-wife’s grave.”
“…Did your unholy monstrosity of a pet just say ex?”
“That mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one of these days, Teen.”
“Whoops.”
“Because I don’t remember signing divorce papers.”
“Well, if we’re being technical, it’s not as though we signed a wedding certificate either.”
“Oh, so suddenly making eternal vows sealed with blood in la cathédrale d'os isn’t good enough, huh?”
“Sweetheart-”
“Don’t sweetheart me.”
“So I feel like maybe I should sit this one out…?”
“Move an inch and I’ll throttle you myself. Rio, honey, you know you’re it for me. Wives, ex-wives, lovers, enemies, partners and everything in between. Think of it as just another title to add to the collection!”
“You are not nearly charming as you think you are, Agatha.”
“Rio, I- Rio, wait! Ugh, this is going to be a whole thing, I can tell.”
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You have three (3) missed calls from Boyf.
You have one (1) new voicemail, receive June 19 at 4:37pm.“Hey, it’s Billy. Just hang up and text me.”
“…hey, it’s me. So I guess you forgot about my game today but we lost so I suppose it doesn’t really matter that much. A few of us are gonna hang out at Paul’s place later though, you know, drown our sorrows or whatever so if you wanna come comfort your boyfriend in his hour of pathetic shame, I’d love to see you. Bye, I guess.”
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C:\Users\WKaplan\Desktop\Tommy\Scrying\Attempt_013_june_19.mp3
00:03:39 | 00:45:09
“…Agatha? Agatha, if you’re here, I’m starting the next episode of Narcos without you…Okay. Great. So I’m back and for the record, this is lucky attempt number thirteen at scrying.
I know Agatha says that it’s hippie nonsense but I can’t tell if she’s just bad at it so on the likely chance that she’s biased, I’m gonna try this again but this time, I’m gonna try out some of the suggestions I got from the scrying subreddit and one of them is to talk to the subject you’re trying to reach.
So, I guess…Hi, Tommy. If that’s your name, I mean, maybe it’s something else. I was William for a while. Maybe you’re someone new too.
Whew…okay, okay. Let’s try this out. Agatha said my chalk circle wasn’t a complete disaster last time I showed her, so this one should be good enough. I didn’t…I looked for a piece of you at the house. Our house, I mean. There really isn’t much left to be honest. It’s kind of a wreck and there’s all this stuff written on it about Wanda and-
It sucked, actually. It really, really sucked to see it.
I mean, it’s not like she’s my mom anymore, you know? I have a mom. And she’s the best, she really is. But…I don’t know, I guess since everything went down on the Road, I understand a little better. How you can want something so badly that it blinds you to everything else.
So I’ve got this. It’s, uh, well, it’s a rock. A piece of the foundation, I think? Everyone responding online said the more specific the better but this is the best I got so we’re just gonna have to try it out.
Ahem. Okay. Ostende mihi illum quem quaero…ostende mihi illum quem quaero…”
00:41:28 | 00:45:09
“Tommy…is that…can you hear me?
Wait! Just- just slow down, okay? Wait, come back- ostende mihi illum quem quaero! OSTENDE MIHI ILLUM-! No, wait!
Tommy!
Tommy, wait up! I-
…damn it.”