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“If that’s what you think is best, maybe you need a drink? A cigar? Need to go bowling?”

“Yeah that’s exactly how I am. Not one to sit and dwell, I need to just let it go. Distract myself with something else.”

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“I-I, um... Yep, I’ll take them. Lemon poppy, if you have that. Yay scones,” she spoke thinking on how she never liked them but was too nervous to say otherwise. “Oh, and a lemon poppy muffin. That’s what I originally came here for, if you have that.”

“I mean, you are getting two for one. Kind of hard to beat that in this day and age. So, yes, yay scones is definitely the appropriate reaction.”

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“It’s called an opinion, and if you don’t know how to express it now that you’re grown up, it’s pretty sad. That too is an opinion, and look how harmless it was. Just words. Have a good day, errand boy,” she sighed, and turned on heel.

         “Nope. I have nothing to offer you. If you want to learn something I suggest a book. Those tend to really be a one size fits all kind of tool. And there isn’t any miscommunication in them.”

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“And yet somehow, when you looked at the family you’d never expect it. I mean when it comes to perfect, rich snobs you’d expect to find something messed up like that but this family... they hid it that well.” For some reason in her muddled mindset, the imagery of a child Letha running away from her grandmother with a skull in her arms was the funniest thing she could imagine. Humorous enough that as she cackled she tipped over the empty shot glass with her hand. “I’m afraid to ask but I’m fully curious: why body parts? All those toys at your place, are they for harvesting pieces of people?”

“Impressive. So not only was his wife not doing it for him, but he had to do drugs in order to attempt something so massively fucked. I suppose I would have to take a hit of something if I were planning on hanging myself while whacking it.” Letha shrugged, attempting to collect herself enough to find another story to tell, “Eh … I carried my grandfather’s skull around for a few years after he passed away. Gran had to hunt me down if she needed it.”

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Alice's expression slowly flattened, angered by the other’s ambiguity and sudden change in tone that was only a few minutes ago friendly in nature, or so it seemed. There was always the hint of knowledge unknown, hints and mentioning she was knew barely little of and no one was willing to explain. But could she blame them when she didn’t want to listen? It wasn’t as if she wasn’t aware there were more species, that there were creatures in the night who caused the deaths mentioned. She simply turned a willful blind-eye to them and kept her safety in ignorance. “It sounds like you could have simply said no a long time ago instead giving me an interview. Whatever the hell your reasons are, keep them to yourself.” She shook her head, tried to keep herself from revealing more emotion, the mixture fighting for dominance in her thoughts. “You could have just said no,” she muttered, turning away and walking off.

She sighed, rolling her eyes, not at the woman, or how stupid it may or may not have been to ask such questions, but at the prospect of being labeled crazy to ensure her safety, but she didn’t care. “It’ll be a lot to take in all at once if i tell you, but I ask because there are dangerous people in this town. So while everyone’s being told to partner up, I’d rather be alone, away from those who have an over abundance of aggression and strength. There are dangerous people here, abnormally dangerous. And I’m not trying to be around them with all the deaths going on.” At least that was part of the truth, the second half being that if this woman came to the lake with her, Sultana was not in the mood to do a revealing of her own species. 

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Alice’s laughter followed hers, amused by her own misfortune and an afterthought of nervousness she didn’t get to express at the time. “I believe that was the exact phrase the paramedics used, yeah,” she nodded, and finally downed the shot at the memory of his wife believing she was a paid hooker in the process. Perhaps the more morbid bit was Alice was still paid under those misconceptions. “Yeah, I got paid. Um, your turn, again. I mean it’s not a contest but I wouldn’t mind hearing what else you have.”

“So was it drug-induced auto-erotic asphyxiation or?” It was fair … that wasn’t what Letha was expecting either. She was sure that her raised brows were an indicator of just that, but the bubbling laughter that unfurled from her chest after chased the surprise away. “And the wife knew? I hope that you still got paid. Or paid well for it, more than you would have otherwise. That’s fucking disturbing.” 

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“... They- they don’t. So where did you find all of this stuff anyway?”

“…What do bugs have to do with this?”

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“You are... really excited about that I feel like I”m not excited enough. Yay scones!”

“Yep, you read that right. Today is two for one, cakes and scones. New promotion we’re trying.” 

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“And I’ll leave you to it. Have a good day, I guess.”

“I know I do, but I just can’t stay still right now. I need to work. It just seems like the most normal thing to do right now.”

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“Or that the masses feared and judged what they don’t understand. I meant it as a kind joke to continue conversation but I think that got lost in the etymology lesson.”

“Well, you know, the term ‘evil scientist’ sort of implied bad things.”

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“It’s never easy, and it takes some people much longer than others. Some people never do. But as I said, it’s not my say. It’s just something I’ve learned. Maybe you’re the type of person who needs their mind taken away from it for a while?”

“Yeah but it ain’t as easy as what people think it is.”

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“That wasn’t what I was referencing, or at least not what I thought you were speaking about. No where did I say that people should follow how I handle things, no where did I say my opinion was dictation. It’s merely that: how I handle situations like this, while others cope differently. Nothing more. I thought you were speaking about the conscienceless, that’s what I was asking if I was wrong about.”

      “Maybe because it’s a subject no one really should be voicing their opinion. That’s what I think. Let people mourn how they want and for as long. The moment you start thinking you can tell someone what to do – well shit tends to get complicated.” 

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“Uh huh. What-ch you watchin’ up there? Now, I didn’t say that. In fact, I’m three steps ahead you. I want there to be good lighting when I take secret photos when you’re not looking,” she said, walking backwards. “Oh, and I’m already beating you to it.”

“I don’t do anything up there. Just watch, nothing more nothing less. If you don’t want to go…”

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“Not what I was expecting. Um...” Alice played with the rim of her shot, rubbing her forefinger along the edges while she tried to think of a story that wasn’t too estranged to share. Her life deemed too fucked up to share, if she was honest. “So, as a photographer, you’re asked to do many things, right? And this big, rich and fancy family wanted individual portraits for the wife’s campaign. They were all busy when I arrived and said to start with the head of family, start without them, I can find him in his study. He was naked, dead on the floor with a belt around his neck and some white drug on the desk. All the wife could say was she knew this was going to happen at some point. Not ‘sorry you had to see that’, not ‘oh no, my husband’s dead’. She knew it was going to happen.” Close enough to the actual story.

“How’s that for a story of fucked up things? Your go.” Reaching over the bar, Letha snagged the bottle of mid-grade whiskey and poured another shot into the two glasses.

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“You know what you need, so you do what’s best for you. Feel better, though.”

“This is my break for now, I can’t take any more time off, I must get back really. Everything is fine. Alright?” said glancing over at the woman giving her a small smile. “It’s easier for me to be just working right now anyways.” She said shrugging.

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“So I’ve been learning, but what can you really do about it? And as you said before, I’ve been learning a large some of the lot go up there alone, as they claim. It makes me question and fear the answer of what you all do up there by your lonesome.”

“Most people in this town have their heads so far up their asses they wouldn’t even know what the outskirts of town looked like. If you really want to head up there so bad, I’ll take you, I’m used to going alone but company might be nice.”