Page 240 of Chaos has a Name
“Anyway, I woke up at some point. MATE said it was fifteen minutes after I was hit, but it’s off. I think I was drugged, so I’m going to need to be transported and tested.”
Chris didn’t have anything to draw blood on him. His other kit, the one with the first aid kit, was back at the cabin. This had been an easy site to handle—until it wasn’t.
“So, the timeline is off,” she admitted, pulling off her body armor to pass it off to Ivan. “Download what you can and maybe we can get a more specific answer as to where I was taken into the cave. Unfortunately, MATE is beaten to hell and back.”
Yeah, he could see that.
“She’s out of power too,” Elizabeth stated. “MATE’S memory might have all of the information stored on her.”
Ivan would get her new body armor, and get the intel. Their backup gear was back at the RVs. He would need some time, but from the looks of it, so would she.
“Anyway, in the cave, we have skulls. Lots and lots of skulls. I’m going to say that you won’t have any here.”
Tony nodded.
“Nope. None.”
Oh, and she knew why.
“They dumped the other parts here. I’m thinking that’s where they take them to kill. It smelled…iron-y. Like there was blood spilled. If we can get the skulls, we can identify them. Someone has some really crazy rituals,” she admitted.
Chris was curious.
“Sweetness, what’s on your arm?”
She shared.
“See that bloody binding?” she asked, pointing at the torn material that was in an evidence bag, and being signed off by Benjamin.
They all nodded.
“I had blood all down my arm. I thought I cut myself. I didn’t. It has to be from one of them. I need DNA by morning, Benjamin. If you don’t have it, I’m going to be really angsty—just like the rumors say.”
He reassured her.
“I’ll have it. There’s blood on the antlers that the rain didn’t wash away too. I’ll check it, and cross-check it.”
That worked for her.
“Anyway, I wiped it off, and saw this,” she said, touching her arm. It had to be permanent marker. It hadn’t run in the rain.
She stared at it.
“Oh, and if anyone is curious, MATE, identified the markings on the bones.‘The Hollow keeps the calm’,” she offered.
Tony was curious.
“It was a relatively older bone. The marrow was gone, and the DNA too. Maybe it’s cultural. For the time, maybe it was used in a ritual, or some sort of Native ceremony.”
She didn’t know what the cuckoo was going on, but it was some crazy shit, none-the-less.
“How many bodies are here?” she asked.
Tony was up.
“There are at least ten sets of remains. I’ve aged them as about that amount of time. This is relatively a new pit. There’s nothing older than ten years here.”
Yeah, she suspected.
