File #2 Ending 0.1 - Mysteries unsolved

Fran woke up the next morning in the hotel room, feeling exhausted. She believed that she had drunk too much at George's place last night. She stumbled from the bed to the bathroom and washed up.

When she finished washing her hair and returned, she finally realized that something was missing.

You.

You were nowhere to be seen. When she grabbed her cellphone and tried to call you, she found out that you had left her a message, saying that there was an urgent matter that you had to deal with back home and you had gone back to Raven Harbour already.

Fran sobered up instantly yet she was confused. She called you immediately, but the call never went through. Worrying about your safety, she booked the nearest flight and returned to your agency as soon as possible.

But you weren't there either. She called everyone she knew, every previous client of your agency, hoping to get a clue about your whereabouts. But she got nothing. No one knew where you have been.

Your agency was closed a month later, because it meant nothing without you. For the next few years Fran didn't give up on looking for you. She waited for you. But eventually she lost hope. She sold her bar to a friend and went back to her hometown.

She lived safely ever after. Ironically, she didn't encounter any dark creatures or lustful monsters, and cherished the memories she shared with you for the rest of her life.

Of course, you wouldn't know any of this, because you died.

You have been dead since that fateful night of May 30th, 2010. Your lifeless corpse was thrown in the forest to the north of Howland Town. You were completely naked. The stain of your sperm remained on the tip of your flaccid manhood. There were two puncture wounds on your neck and not a single drop of blood left in your veins. Any experts from the Vatican, or even Fran, would know what had happened to you.

But no one knew because no one has ever found you. You corpse has stayed there for the next few years before it rotted to bones. Your disappearance remained an unsolved case, which not many people cared.

Of course, you wouldn't know any of this, either, because **** meant the end.

All of this was a vision Lady **** granted you before you reached the final destination, so that you knew Fran would be safe, and you could leave this corrupting world and rest in peace.

Good night, James Wilson.

Author's note:

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