In Search of the Unknown Chaptered Version

Part 6

"That book is a great read, it tugs at the heart so hard, it rips it out, or so I've heard" The thing gleefully said.

The other book David looked at was not a book of fiction, it was more than that. This book carried the weight of many. It had a beautiful tinge of gravity to it. It was venerated as a religious text by a certain group. The group called The Church of the Great Lord. In the report on the pastor's death, it was reported that this book was found in the wreckage. The book was called "The Book of the Untold" its author's name was Ishmael Davidson, the Christian offshoot's founder. David was astounded to find it, in this store of all places. He wondered was this sacred text told off. What was Lost Carcossa?

Those two books would leave with David.

Trevor did find something. It was a small doll. It had long arms and legs with a hat and warm smile and uncaring eyes that became eerier with how aged the doll was. For some odd reason, Trevor gained entertainment from the Doll's inherent creepiness. He also found it funny how disturbed the rest were to this cloth doll. So, he bought it as a paperweight and decoration.

So, they bought these items from this offbeat antique store. After they left, they forgot where that place was, and they would never return.

Dalen would play the game all night on his laptop, and David read the Book of the Untold for a few hours after midnight. Trevor unlike the rest slept quite soundly.

The next day they went to go see Emma. She lived in a newly developed apartment building. The building was small, reaching only two stories. It could easily be confused with a motel.

David got his camera. Trevor got the mic. Since they lacked more hands, Dalen would have to help with other stuff. He could still ask questions off-camera though. The air was cold, and it stung their lungs when they took a deep breath. They climbed up the stairs, the equipment heavy on their backs. They came to the door, and Dalen gave an unsure not on the door. Barking came from the other side in response. The door opened. A dog quickly tried to escape under them but was caught and picked up by Emma Raisend. She was blond with her hair tied in a disgruntled bun. She was wearing casual clothes, which made Dalen wonder if Emma didn't expect them to come to talk. Maybe it seemed too good to be true. She wore glasses that were a bit bulky.

She stared a bit in silence until she put together the situation.

"Oh right. Heyyyy" her demeanor a bit stiff "Come inside".

They entered one by one, Emma's Jack Russel pushing off her to sniff each one as they enter. They each strolled in. Her apartment wasn't dirty but wasn't ready for their arrival. She went to the kitchen yelling at them from the living room.

"Does anyone want a drink!"

Dalen asks for some water, Trevor a soda, and David had some tea. Emma gathered a few Chairs for them to sit down. They set up how they were going to do the interview, and after had a break with their drinks.

The interview started

Emma: Hello my name is Emma Raisend, I am from New Byzantium, Tennessee

Dalen: Hi Emma, my name is Dalen Reynolds, it's nice to meet you after... reading you're experienced

Emma: ... Can I ask a quick question before we begin?

Dalen: Yeah certainly

Emma: Well, I just want to know how you got that Email, I never sent that to you?

Dalen: That's... a good question, we received it at the request of a supporter

Emma: Oh, I just... I never thought he would show that to anyone else