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    The Slayer Chronicles: Episode 2

    After a few hours of sleep, Kennedy awoke on her own and decided that she was rejuvenated enough to get to work. Dawn had made the list and they were in the car and on their mission before noon. First was Lisa… the talkative blonde from the night before. They found her sleepy, but still human. Willow reversed her memory spell and convinced the girl quickly that she was in danger and needed to come with them. After Lisa were Julie and then Tanya. They too were still human and more than willing to accompany the Slayer and her companions.

    Kennedy was becoming optimistic when they reached the fourth apartment. Christine was the name of the girl that occupied the dwelling and was tested five days before Rebecca. The other three girls had been tested after the Slayer-turned-vamp. Since there were three girls to protect, Willow stayed in the car with them and let Dawn and Kennedy check on Christine. As they approached the door to the apartment, they saw immediately that something wasn’t right. Police tape stretched across the door frame and the door was severely damaged. As they approached, the door across from it opened and an elderly woman peeked her head out. She then fully emerged carrying a trash bag. Kennedy, seeing a chance to get information, quickly approached the old woman and offered to carry the trash.

    “Let me get that for you,” she said as she took the bag.

    “Thank you young lady! You must not be from around here… most people walk on by and let a little old lady fend for herself.”

    Smiling, Kennedy replied, “No… I’m not. Actually… I’m an old friend of Christine’s. Christine Baker? Do you know her? I have an address for that door that’s all banged up, but it must be wrong.”

    The old lady stopped and looked at Kennedy. “Oh honey… I’m so sorry! That’s not wrong. Her and her boyfriend were killed last week. It was awful! I saw the apartment after they took the body out. There was blood everywhere.” The old woman shook herself as if she were shaking off the image.

    Kennedy made herself tear up as she continued to question the lady. Dawn simply started rubbing Kennedy’s back as if she were a concerned friend. “Did you say body? As in one body?”

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