O With A Line Through It Novels & Stories

your mum'. It'd take even a crazy smart detective to be able to detect with their senses any underlying message underneath the signature. One was an open eye that was decorated with a zig zag shape. The other, because the signature were ticked like two crossed sickles. The former conveyed the time and the latter conveyed the message. "Who the hell drew that?" Owens shouted. "Check the perimeters...... surround the exit...." He ordered at once. "Don't bother ... She is gone!" Mark quenched the order.

Her eyes fixed on something near its base. A line. Carved shallow but deliberate. The start of a letter. “Did one of you do this?” she asked. We shook our heads. She touched the mark. “It’s deeper than it looks.” I leaned in. The line bent just so, unmistakable. A D. Why D? I didn’t know. But my heartbeat had picked up, quick and uneven. We didn’t discuss it further. We simply went about our quiet preparations—checking wards, refreshing runes, setting minor traps.

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Mav said, as the picture slide changed to show a zoomed in image of the mark. It was an oval shaped mark, burned into the skin around her chest. In the middle was something that looked like the drop of a blood, then surrounding it was the head of a human, a snake, an owl, and bleak dark eyes like the one she has. Enclosed at the end were words written in a language I've never seen. 'Æß Ęÿœ Ùæę Óêæ Ÿœę'

“There’s… something on the back.” Zoe snatched the paper and turned it over. “What? I don’t see anything—oh. Hold up. Wait… what’s this?” A small line of ink, faint like it had been written in a hurry, stretched across the bottom: JX-74//OCT-12-ACCESS I frowned. “What’s this?” Zoe squinted. “I thought you're a tech expert. Why are you asking me?” “I'm not an expert. I haven't even graduated.”

Tiana stormed in with her gigantic head tie flying all over the place. "What are you doing here?" Suzy faked smiled and crossed her hands over her exposed bosom. "We are here to help in any way possible, hi Suzy." Oliver said with hands in his pockets before winking at her. "So what does this symbol mean?" Hilda raised the A4 paper and narrowed her eyes at it. "It is a picture of a pitchfork crossed over a shovel and beneath it is a heap of sand with two plants sprouting from it." I clasped my arms behind my body.