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I skim ahead. Pesh starts calling various hotels alongside Tesh, the latter using her translator I assume. I did say I was going to one of the mountainside cabins, but never said which. When it seems like Pesh isn't getting told who's staying there, or there's no answer, Pesh tells to drive to that one.
Parking in yet another gravel driveway to fuck up my tires.
>"Hmm, I only sense one person in there." The speaking one talks to the mute, but I've got good hearing. Don't have as good energy sensing though, apparently. I don't sense anyone. "I don't think it's her, this one's weaker, but let's go have a look while we're here to make sure it's just the owner." She turns to me and raises her voice. "You can keep the meter running, driver."
"Oh don't you worry one bit about the meter being turned off."
Don't they know these cabins are just rural hillbillies who rent out spare rooms for the local tourists? These crazy bitches are going to get themselves shot snooping around in the dead of night.
I watch the talkative one knock on the door and speak to the old looking owner while the mute one rushes around peeking through windows, under the crawlspace, the works. God damn, they have done this a lot, haven't they?
They come back to the car and it all clicks.
"I recognize you two. I once saw you on Alien Hunters."
>"Oh my god!" That gets a bashful smile from the both of them, but of course words from only one. And now it's weirder, 'cause I know the quiet one talked just fine on that show. I'm not gonna pry about that, it could be a touchy subject. "That was years ago, haha, I didn't think anyone remembered that hokey show."
"Did you two honestly believe that crap?"
>"Back then, I don't think we totally believed it, but we didn't totally not believe it either. We still think there's something out there, but not like, weird beastmen in the woods or weird alien ships poking around for no apparent reason on our planet. I'd love to chat about that more, but right now we're not seeking ghosts or aliens, we're seeking a flesh and blood friend who we want to make sure is safe. Maybe we should check one of the regular hotels? These wood cabins are pretty dingy, maybe she changed her mind. Can you check if she got any other cabs?"
"Nope. But look, since you've let me run the meter while you go snoop around people's cabins, I'll give you a tip. The airport's been weirdly busy tonight. In fact, there's a call here from someone who wants to go there now. How about we all go to the airport and you can check out if she took any flights there?"
>"You just want meters running for two parties, don't you?"
"Heheh, you got me, but I'm serious. She said she had a friend picking her up - sounded like bullshit, but who's to say she didn't end up at the airport?"
>"Oh, she didn't tell us that part. And you said she was quiet the whole time! Hmm. Alright, alright, drive to the airport and keep draining our wallets."
"What're your two names anyhow?"
>"I'm Pesh, this is Tesh. She doesn't talk much, don't worry about it."
You don't say.
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