Emily The Strange_ The Lost Days Part 9

I think you already did.

ME:.

What are you talking about?

J:.

Come on, you know it yourself. You won, and those people will never get over it.

ME:.

[Getting very interested.] That's what I was hoping. I mean, it was kind of cheating to have Attikol buy my way out. It's almost like admitting I was guilty in the first place.

J:.

Well, that's not how they see it. I think they just lost their favorite victim.

ME:.

How do you know? You see them at the medicine show or something?

J:.

Oh yeah. Everyone in town shows up there sooner or later. Anyway, sad cases. Your teachers have been arguing with their goldfish, and writing them detention slips, and suspending them from extracurricular activities. And your favorite patrolman just bought himself an entire case of umlaut's Patented Potion of Power.

ME:.

Say no more. You've made me a very happy girl.

J:.

[Laughing.] By the way: toaster.

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FISH p.o.o.p IS NOT FISH FOOD!.

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Day 10 Had an excellent creepy dream that involved flying around Blackrock like a bird. After I got tired of daredevil aerial stunts, I started looking around town for somewhere to land. I didn't want to land on anything painted beige; I knew that stuff was deadly. And wouldn't you know-I couldn't find anything not painted beige. Started getting really tired and anxious to find a place to land, even for a second, but I couldn't find the minipark tree, and the buildings started crowding together so that I couldn't even find the ground. Finally I got so exhausted I just dropped out of the sky onto this beige roof. Right away the paint licked up my legs and crawled up my body and over my face, all cold and sticky and beigelike, into my mouth and nose and eyes and ears, and it just smothered the life right out of me, which is when I woke up.

Realized as soon as I was awake that I haven't seen or heard any birds in Blackrock. How sad!

Later Schneider came to see me at the Das El La Dungeon. Don't ever let me say that guy is useless. No one else in Blackrock would have given ME all this dirt. When I asked him how he got it, all he would say is, "Eh, I hang out at City Hall a lot." Whatever that means. Also, he's lived in Blackrock all his life. Anyway: 1. Owner of mystery van, license plate 51916 IBC?-No such license plate registered. Anywhere.

2. Story of mystery van? Why was it impounded and when?-It was found parked in the middle of an intersection with the engine running and was towed, 10 days ago.

3. What happened to Rachel, former employee of the El Dungeon?-She's currently enjoying a cruise to Australia. (Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight. That's what Raven wants us to think!) 4. Background check on Raven-How does she run a business when she can't even complete a sentence?-No public records on Raven. No one he talked to knows her story. She doesn't own the El Dungeon; everyone in Blackrock knows that Emma LeStrande owns it.

-Naturally I thought this was odd. Didn't Emma LeStrande die a long time ago? Yes, Schneider said, she died 13 years ago, but no one knew where her will was. So the building is being held in trust, or something like that, until a will or an heir showed up. Anyway, back to the list: [image]

5. Has Raven spent time in inst.i.tutions-see question 4.

6. Background check on Attikol-His money came from his family. Certainly not from his gun and doll show. No criminal record at all. No permanent address, either.

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7. Story of beige paint-Schneider is not actually sure. He remembers it happening: He was around my age, and it was near the time that Emma LeStrande died. His current theory is that it was part of a project of the mayor's called "Brighten Up, Blackrock!" when they made all these "improvements," like installing new streetlamps all through town and putting planters full of artificial flowers in front of all the public buildings. Gahh 8. Story of tree stumps-They were cut down a long time ago to prevent disease. As if that makes any sense. Schneider is not sure why the one at the minipark was left alone, but his guess is that no one could locate the owner of the plot (Emma LeStrande, that is) to give permission. Or to pay the tree cutter to do it.

9. Where is the black rock this town is named after?-Still no answer on this one. Schneider will keep nosing around.

10. Vets in Blackrock-Only one, and Schneider had the address for me. You'll never guess-it's the El Dungeon's address! And the vet is Schneider's grandma. Funneee!

11. Buildings shifting an inch to the east-Not exactly, but check THIS out: The buzz is that Attikol intends to BUY all the buildings in town, then pay construction crews to move them. Wow, I knew he was rich, but that's ridiculous.

12. Rachel is (was?) childless.

13. How long does it take to get over amnesia?-Could be a day, or a lifetime. Great.

Later-back at the El Dungeon Noticed that HamHawk has a mini Magic 8-Ball on his keychain, you know, the kind that tells your fortune. I borrowed it from him and I've been asking it questions. Here's what I got: 1. Is Raven a murderer? My sources say no. My sources say no.

2. Is Raven really the birdbrain I think she is? It is decidedly so. It is decidedly so.

3. Does Jakey know anything about my amnesia that he's not telling me? Cannot predict now. Cannot predict now.

4. Can I expect more ha.s.sling from police and school board? Outlook good. Outlook good.

5. Is my family looking for me? Don't count on it. Don't count on it.

6. Will I ever find home? As I see it, yes. As I see it, yes.

7. Do the four black cats belong to Rachel? My reply is no. My reply is no.

8. Does the cool van belong to Rachel? Very doubtful. Very doubtful.

9. Is Rachel really on a cruise to Australia? Concentrate and ask again. Concentrate and ask again.

10. Is Rachel alive? Reply hazy, try again. Reply hazy, try again.

11. Am I related to Rachel? Outlook not so good. Outlook not so good.

12. Have I found ANY clues to my real ident.i.ty? You may rely on it. You may rely on it.

13. Am I on the wrong track? Better not tell you now. Better not tell you now.

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Later I just reread the above entry. Smubbing Mongo! I am consulting toys for advice. I am clearly desperate!!!!

Later I don't think I believe a single thing that mini Magic 8-Ball had to say, and especially not answer #1! Just now, I was eating one of Raven's sandwiches and bit into a big old wad of tinfoil. OK, maybe it was accidental. And then again, maybe next time I eat one of Raven's sandwiches, I'll swallow a big chunk of broken gla.s.s. Or a hearty layer of rat poison. Or maybe I'll just start choking on a hunk of rotten cheese. Maybe Raven will "try" to give me the Heimlich, but she'll "accidentally" end up crushing my rib cage instead. Aieeeee! Am starting to terrify myself here. All I can think about now is those times I've come back to the El Dungeon after sleuthing around the town, only to find Attikol whispering to Raven, and she'd look up at me, all guilty-like. What if she WANTS to date him, and hates me for giving him that dumb challenge in front of everyone, and she can't say it's OK if he can't do it because he is convinced it would destroy his manly reputation in town? What if she's only pretending to be dull in the brain so no one will suspect her of killing Rachel? What if she's getting nervous that my memory will return and I'll tell the police everything I know about her? What if Attikol hates me for giving him that impossible challenge and wants to see me sleep with the fishes tonight? WHY AM I GETTING HYSTERICAL? FORGET THAT, WHERE ARE MY PARENTS? I NEED OUT OF HERE NOW!!!

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Later I am in deep danger!

Could not stand another minute of the El Dungeon, so I went and knocked on Jakey's trailer and interrupted his video game. Good thing no one wants to share a trailer with him. I guess telling the whole caravan about his roommates' dreams worked pretty well for him.

I wasn't actually expecting anything useful from him, but I got something anyway: He confirmed that Attikol does not like me and has been thinking of a way to get me out of the picture so he'll have better luck with Raven.

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ME:.

[Starting to sweat, heart thumping. What do you mean, "get me out of the picture?" Are you trying to tell me he's going to kill me?

JAKEY:.

I don't know what he's planning. I haven't seen him in days.

ME:.

Why, what's he doing?

J:.

Take it easy. I heard he's been having lunch with the mayor, paying off the police, stuff like that.

ME:.

Oh Belgium! He's going to kill me!

J:.