"Where do you want to meet?" He asked her. He wondered at the significance of the vacated apartments.

"Back at the scene of the crime.  We'll exchange some information and decide where to go from there."  Agent Showalter seemed a little terse in her comments.  Just before she abruptly hung up, Brice could hear Jahck in the background saying that what he saw was amazing, almost real.  Brice could probably guess at what he was feeling.  She had used her power on him and he probably witnessed the crime or beforehand.

The pine shaped air freshener swung around as Brice navigated the streets on his way back to the apartments.

Agent Short and Justin were on their way before Brice departed on a purposeful and brisk walk.  Agent Showalter lingered only a short bit in the apartment before dragging Jahck on a slow walk around the complex.  The place seemed pretty quiet and normal.  Without the yellow tape near the scene of the crime itself, one would never know that something had happened there other than the occasional screaming match between a mother and her teenage daughter or a husband and wife over why the bills didn't get paid.

Road Trip
Two vehicles, five people, two rest stops, some sleeping, some dreaming, one non-rest stop with a police officer thwarted by government business, and one near collision with a deer.

Weather or Not

"I think I can handle myself right here in my town. Thanks, but no thanks." Jahck said as he started walking towards the door. "Can you let me know when my store will be released? Time is money." He finished as he walked out the door.

The cool crisp air of the night struck Jahck full in the face. The urge to do something crazy was creeping up on him. It seemed to go hand in hand with the FBI agents, the hoodlums at the mall, the cop from Maryland, and everything. Outside of the Cavern's entrance, out in the open air. Jahck could sense clear weather on the distant horizon as the air cooled to a chilly temperature. Jahck watched the kids get into the car with the agent and drive off.

Fleeing the Mall

"Lord Almighty!" Brice whispered a little too loudly. "S...young man, we have to get going. Security and law enforcement will be here shortly. It looks like we, all three of us, have something in common. I will try to contact you later."

With that, both he and the other head out the back of the food court. Yolanda is sobbing and a few armed security guards are cautiously making their way into the food court with weapons drawn looking around. It's obvious that they aren't going to find anyone. Justin is one of the few people left. To everyone else, he is just another victim of the violence that occurred.

Jahck awoke much later in the morning.  It didn't seem like a lot of sleep.  The dreams were mostly about clouds moving in rapid sequence like those movies that skip over days at a time by showing stop frame speed ups of a horizon.  Jahck saw clear skies then cloudy skies then rain and fog and finally after a few days had passed it would snow again.

Jahck was able to stumble through his place and brush his teeth, fix his hair, use the restroom and get some breakfast in silence.  The events of the night before played in his mind, and he knew that he had to find something else to do today other than go to work, because he couldn't.

The Adena Caverns, the lesser known older brother of the Seneca Caverns over in Riverton, commanded few tourists throughout the year.  The most common were those die hard enthusiasts who needed to get the bumper sticker or the magnet.  The only claim to fame of the Adena Caverns over Seneca was the drop shaft that went into an underground river.  Adena Caverns not the easiest place to get to and so therefore the drop shaft is a curiosity for the few.