Two days ago I got the letter in the mail, all that was in it was my brothers ring and a handwritten note from Gretel that stated simply. “He’s gone. Help us” and that was it. I knew enough to know when you get a letter like that it meant things at home had gone haywire, what I didn’t expect was what I came home to. Two deaths so far, shootings, violence was beyond stupidly high, my brother was missing and Tinkerbell had been considered a suspect in his disappearance? Yeah I knew better than to believe that.
Gretel had met me in town as soon as I got there to tell me what was going on, and to let me know I needed to be as careful as I could be and hide out until I found Tink. Izzy had been put in the hospital and I visited her once before I found trace of Tink. She was stable but not awa
