Her expression falls slightly as he continues on describing the woman who gave him the key. It definitely wasn't someone affiliated with Stucky. There's only one person in town she can think that matches that description. Someone who isn't even a person in town. She feels a cold chill roll down her back at the realization. There's no question in denying it, especially as Polaris confirms her suspicion.
« That's your enemy? HER? That's the... the dark thing that's trying to get out of the Lake? Shit. Shit. »
Jesse leans over to him--not that they're that far away--and grabs onto his sleeve to make sure she has his attention. His full attention. ]
There's only one person that ever matches that description in Bright Falls, Wake. The Scratching Hag... Barbara Yagger. She's a local folktale--who obviously isn't a folktale. She's the one that drowned in the Lake. Thomas Zane's girlfriend.
[ A slight shake of her head. ] Which means it isn't a real person. It's...
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Her expression falls slightly as he continues on describing the woman who gave him the key. It definitely wasn't someone affiliated with Stucky. There's only one person in town she can think that matches that description. Someone who isn't even a person in town. She feels a cold chill roll down her back at the realization. There's no question in denying it, especially as Polaris confirms her suspicion.
« That's your enemy? HER? That's the... the dark thing that's trying to get out of the Lake? Shit. Shit. »
Jesse leans over to him--not that they're that far away--and grabs onto his sleeve to make sure she has his attention. His full attention. ]
There's only one person that ever matches that description in Bright Falls, Wake. The Scratching Hag... Barbara Yagger. She's a local folktale--who obviously isn't a folktale. She's the one that drowned in the Lake. Thomas Zane's girlfriend.
[ A slight shake of her head. ] Which means it isn't a real person. It's...