Jar sits there staring, studying each of the sheets of paper that are pinned to the wall, each piece, a clue, a tale of death, destruction, and more importantly, a tale of the beast. He doesn’t notice Jimmy make his way into the room, it’s not until he’s beside him that he hears his name being called, and slowly turns, half aware, it’s not until he locks eyes with Jimmy, that he’s dragged quickly back to reality.
“Is everything okay?” He asks.
“N-N-Not really, you need to look at t-t-this,” he says, holding out a sheet of paper.
“Do I really want to see this?”
“I-I, I Think you need to r-r-read it,” he says, Jar takes the piece of paper.
“Is this another story?”
“J-J-Just read it,” Jimmy says again nervously, Jar gives him…
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