He cranked his brain again. “Maybe that place
on Thornbrake Creek? A clearing there.”
“Oh, I think I’ve heard of that one,” Ilene
said. “Wasn’t there something about a girl, too?”
“Yeah. She drowned herself, I think.”
Ilene couldn’t tell if he pulled something
out of memory or made it up on the spot. Not that it mattered. “Can
you show me how to get to that place, too?”
He continued scribbling on his map, adding
more roads, heading south this time rather than northeast to get to
the previous place.
She studied it and nodded. “This is great.
Really helpful. Hmmm… Since you seem to have a pretty good idea of
these things, maybe you know about this one. We’ve heard there’s
some kind of like old school or research center where people have
heard odd noises—screams and things—and
