Just like that, Yule-time was cut short for some. I was just talking to Dem before I heard of this supposed rumor going around that someone was out there killing people. Of course, a Watcher and his wife, I presume, came in right at the same time that he caught the rumor. Then, I took it upon myself to hear their conversation.
Stupid Dem though. Right when I had said that I wanted to help, he was stupid enough to say out loud of just using Dad's spies. Fucking idiot. It pretty much was the reason that, despite me being kind enough to lead this one guy to the jail to talk to Nessy instead of the Watcher since he was spending time with his wife, he had lead us to the jail.
Gets even better. For some bullshit reason, I had to stay outside for a while instead of going with them inside. Guess that Watcher doesn't know a fellow Bree-lander when he sees one. I was eventually able to go inside and talk to Nessy about helping out with whether if this was a rumor or not. Had to agree on her terms, though, that I could only cooperate in looking around the area for something off.
We both went to Beggar's Alley, the place where the presumed killings took place. At first, I thought I smelled something metallic, sort of like blood, but when we checked there was nothing there. Eventually, we assumed that we couldn't be able to find anything and started to make our way back to the jail. However, it was then that Nessy spotted a rustic stain on the passageway leading out from the alley. It was only a little bit but it was blood.
Through a fake smile and goodbye to Nessy, I made my way home. She told me that she'll have more guards around the area but I'm still so damn bothered. I don't want this to be another Bree-town Ripper thing or that thing with that supposed mad doctor. Bree-land is my home. It has been my home for eighteen years. Whether it should be a rumor or not, I must be ready and careful just in case. For now, though, I best get some sleep. I'll be safe since I have my lover and my wolf with me.
