Who: Carter and Fiona (...and D's dead parents) What: Fiona sees dead people. And by dead people, she really means it. When: Friday night, December 3rd, backdated because Joan forgot Where: Outside the high school Rated: PG-13 (probably)
It was a normal enough day, despite everything had happened to Fiona. Yes, rejection by Rory had been hard for her. And not hearing from Layla for a while had only made it worst, the young adult finding her solitude not helping her nearly so much as she had once hoped. The girl had only just finished a shift at Arthur’s office, her gray pants suit a bit wrinkled from sitting for so long. Fiona was playing her hair as she walked, taking pins out of her bun to let it down as she stared at the sidewalk before her. She was lost in thought, trying to decide if she should text Lexie or not- or just go back to her Mom’s office. Even if Danielle wasn’t there, she could curl into the chair and take in her mother’s scent. It was calming, and just what Fiona needed right then.
Still busy with her hair band, Fiona stopped dead in her tracks as little hairs on her neck began to prickle up, that familiar scent of death on the wind as she began to look around herself. Fiona was used to seeing spirits, in particular in winter. But never had the smell been so strong, not since she’d meet someone who had died in that same year. But this was pungent to her, swirling around in her head and making her eyes water. She began to turn, not sure if she wanted to locate where that scent was from that day.
And when she did turn, not noticing that she was not alone with the spirits alone, she felt instantly sick to her stomach. She knew those faces, she knew the Abendroth family well enough. When they were alive anyways- but there they both were, twisted and crushed. The blood was gushing, the torn husks of what had been people more like a child’s drawing than really people.
She’d seen car accident victims, a decapitated women once. But she’d never screamed before, not until then. Ice cold fear was in her veins as Fiona began to scream, holding onto the stop sign to her left as she watched the figures floating wordlessly before her.
Fiona had never seen anyone she knew before. Not in that state between life and death, and for the first time her vision terrified her.