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Beths Odd Encounter Sr Lark 250402
In a peculiar turn of events, Beth and Seamus find themselves on a late-night rescue mission to aid Stacey, a young woman who's stumbled upon them seeking help for her broken down car and trapped sister. Despite the stormy night, they agree to help and follow Stacey's directions to a secluded spot in the woods. Here, they're unexpectedly thrust into a chilling scene straight out of a cult ritual, complete with robed figures, chants, and a clear intention for sacrifice. Stacey reveals the person they're there to save is indeed her sister, setting the stage for a tense confrontation.
The situation rapidly escalates as Seamus, noted for his usual reluctance to confrontation, boldly charges at the cultists, creating a distraction that allows Beth to free Stacey's sister. In the chaos, a bewildering energy transforms two cultists into stone, while Seamus relentlessly subdues another, all amidst chilling curses and threats of eternal torment from the cultist leader. With Stacey's sister freed, the group makes a hasty retreat, dodging an unnatural chill and disappearing lantern lights that cease as mysteriously as they appeared. In gratitude, Stacey offers Beth a necklace, believed to bring luck, before they part ways in a moment of relief mingled with the surreal aftermath of their adventure. Seamus's sarcastic final words underline the night's strange and dangerous ordeal, suggesting a hope to never find themselves in such a bizarre predicament again.
(Beth's odd encounter(SRLark):SRLark)
[Mon Mar 31 2025]
In A tastefully masculine living room
Smoothly polished hardwood floors stretch between pale white walls. At the center, a dappled rug of emerald green and gentle gold spirals softens the floors. Arrayed around it in a loose collection, a sofa and matching chairs surround a coffee table of gleaming birch wood. Polished oak boards form a gleaming field, the subtle grain of the hardwood standing out intricately against a honey-hued background. The floor is framed with matching baseboards, the walls rising a pale alabaster above it. These, in turn, stretch towrd a vaulted ceiling, drawing the gaze up and giving the room an airy feel that belies the solid and near spartan colorscheme.
A rug bedecks the center of the floor. Swirling patterns of emerald green and a pale grey intertwine over it. The carpet softens the step, and grants the room a lived in, homy aspect that offsets the harshness of the wall's stark whiteness.
surrounding this rug, a collection of seating forms a U shape. A wood framed sofa of grey leather takes pride of place, flanked by end tables of walnut. A fainting couch graces one side, with an overstuffed armchair taking the other. The collection is charmingly eclectic, but comes together to form a comfortable spot for relaxation and conversation with guests.
It is night, about 28F(-2C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey stormclouds in the sky. There is a waxing crescent moon.
Seamus frowns a moment and puts on his hat and coat when Beth comes back with them. "Maybe our luck will change," he muses saying a quick prayer to God the high waters don't flood out Beth's car. "I'll sit in the back," he says, "Let you have the heater."
The young woman squeals in delight. "Thank you, thank you! My momma always said that good neighbors are worth their weight in gold! I'm Stacey by the way!" Stacey is all smiles, despite her appearance, now, following Beth and Seamus. She pulls out her waterlogged phone that is stuck right on a text message that shows the photo of a pin, in the woods, to the south, just a quarter mile or so off the main road, just as she said. "They got a Silver Audi that's broken down on the side of the road, so I think you can keep driving thataway until you get to it! Gosh, you two are really the super best, you know that? I'm so happy to have neighbors like you. What were your names again?" The chit-chat is incessant, as if she cannot stop. But still, she's friendly enough.
Beth can't help but chuckle as Stacey chatters on. "I'm Beth, this is Seamus." She introduced as she peeks at the phone. "Always happy ta help anddd yeah. seems easy enough, just keep on keepin' in that direction." She leads them down and out to the hatchback, waiting for them to pile in before heading in the necessary direction. She driving carefully as she came, keeping her eyes peeled for anyone walking and her high beams are on when there's no other cars around.
"Of course it is," Seamus says with a small smile at the name, some inner joke running through his mind. He glances at Beth, and then follows them both down the stairs and piles in. "Like a good neighbor, allstate is there," he sings softly to himself as they drive and looks around for other cars.
Stacey tucks away her defunct cell phone in her white purse, which is clutched close as she follows Beth to the hatchback. She takes the liberty of stealing shotgun since Seamus offered so kindly to sit in the back, and when Seamus jokes, she laughs loudly. A little to hard. For a little too long. The effect paired with her runny mascara is a bit much, but she offers an ending giggle to Seamus and Beth before she sits up and points out the windshield. "Oh oh oh! Right there! I think that's the car!" she declares. "I hope everything is alright, we go due west of here," she instructs, eager to get out of the vehicle as soon as it is stopped, though to anyone paying attention, she clings to her purse tightly, her knuckles and hands white with how hard she's clinging.
"Come on, let's go!"
Seamus pauses after Stacey gets out and reaches forward to squeeze Beth's shoulder and gives her a reassuring grin before piling out himself, pulling his trench coat tight and his hat down against the rain.
Beth watches as Stacey gets out, looking to Seamus at the squeeze. "We should be cautious." She murmurs to him before starting to get out herself. "What's your buddies name?" She asks Stacey over the sound of the rain.
"Victor!" Stacey calls out over the rainfall, that bag of hers still clutched tight as she leads them into the woods. The ground is muddy and not easy to traverse, nor is it pleasant to do so with randomly slippery patches to be careful of. The rain just makes it all that much more unpleasant, but it seems that Stacey is a young woman on a mission as she splashes through mud puddles with her already ruined velvet boots. She's oddly quiet, for once, once the trio are in the forest itself. There's a strange silence in the air, disrupted only by the sound of rain, and nothing else. Already dark, the brush becomes denser and denser until they arrive suddenly -
at a clearing...
The clearing is shaped in a pentagram. There is no grass, only mud and stones tracing out the pentagram pattern. In the center stands a figure in red robes flanked by two other hooded figures behind them holding lanterns.
"We're here to help," Stacey says, her voice now devoid of that chit-chat energy. She's all business now, no pretense.
The first hooded figure looks to Beth and Seamus. "Just in time for the sacrifice. You may go, your sins are absolved." A pair of keys comes flying into the air, which Stacey snatches up.
The last line is directed to Stacey, who gives Beth and Seamus a guilty look.
sticks his hands in his pockets at this and sizes up the red robes a minute before turning to Beth, "Do you see this nonsense? Thes cultists with their red robes and their bullshit."
Seamus throws his hands up in the air frustrated, "I bet they don't even know a proper spell! What what, are you looking for virgins or some shit? Jesus fucking Christ it is amatuer hour up in here." He glance back to Beth, "Call Siofra or Mal would you? I can't believe this. Someone needs to teach these guys how to have a proper demon summoning." He rolls his dramatically, "I bet those are a poly cotten blend too."
Seamus sticks his hands in his pockets at this and sizes up the red robes a minute before turning to Beth, "Do you see this nonsense? Thes cultists with their red robes and their bullshit."
Seamus throws his hands up in the air frustrated, "I bet they don't even know a proper spell! What what, are you looking for virgins or some shit? Jesus fucking Christ it is amatuer hour up in here." He glance back to Beth, "Call Siofra or Mal would you? I can't believe this. Someone needs to teach these guys how to have a proper demon summoning." He rolls his dramatically, "I bet those are a poly cotten blend too." (fix)
Typically one to be very passive and laid back and non-confrontational, Stacey is shot a withering look from Beth. However, Seamus's performance distracts her, looking up at him and then to the cultists. "You're probably right." She figures seriously. "The ritual circle isn't even the right shape." She insists. "Siofria'd teach them right, probably. But I don't have her number." She tilts her head, eyes settling on the main person. "I bet you've never even done a ritual in your life." She's likely soaked through now though and shivering which doesn't help much for appearances.
Stacey takes that withering look from Beth, gritting her teeth before yelling back at the cultists: "That's not all! I want HER back too!"
The first cultist gives a scoff at both Seamus and Beth.
"Are you offering to help our cause? Our sacrifice to the All-Knowing?" the voice asks, its tenor gritty and growling. The two cultists with lanterns begin chanting a prayer softly in the background to this 'All-Knowing' and once they step away, one can see a young woman, looking similar to Stacey bound by a blindfold with her hands tying her to a post.
Stacey grimaces and looks to Seamus and Beth, hissing. "We gotta do something!" Perhaps there's safety in numbers. Or, perhaps not...?
"You know the last time I was kidnapped they at least tried to sell me on Nutrasystem," Seamus says with a note disdane, "Or maybe it was vitamix."
Seamus has been slowly wandering around the circle. When his back is slightly turned he mouths to Beth "Run" before turning around, "You know... What... what is this bullshit? A post? Are you going to burn her in this water?" He turns back around and mouths Run to Beth again before doing something increadably stupid and charging the nearest cultist in a bull charge.
The chanting prayer grows louder and there is a buzz of energy now in the air...
Beth stares dumbfounded for a second as Seamus charges into the fray. She, of course, does -not- run back toward the car like he told her to. Not when there's also this girl bound up. She instead runs toward the girl while the red robed people are hopefully distracted by Seamus' abrupt interruption. She'd also be keeping her eyes peeled for any kind of ritual knife laying around or perhaps in a loose grasp that she could maybe swipe.
The two cultists to the side raise their lanterns into the air, their bodies fixed. A strange, unnatural chill rises in the air as a grey pallor raises from the ground, traveling up their bodies until they turn to literal stone. And in exchange for their sacrifce:
The glow of the lights from the lanterns grows brighter...
"Your empty consumer goods have no meaning here," growls that first cultist. "You mock because you fear. You know not what y-" The figure is caught off guard by Seamus's charge, toppling onto the ground, beginning to wrestle with Seamus.
Meanwhile, Beth would find a flat stone slab in front of the tied up girl with a ritual blade, ready for the sacrifice.
Stacey too sprints in after Seamus, with a howl, trying her best to kick at the cultist (and hopefully not Seamus) with those muddy velvet boots. "LET MY SISTER GO!"
Seamus doesn't give it too much more thought. Once he knocks the poor cultist to the ground he starts whaling on the guy with the full force that he can muster. "You pathetic excuse for a human," he growls throwing punch after punch, probably going overboard all things considered.
Beth picks up the knife and would have it at 20!
Beth snaps up the blade as she skids to a stop, "Yeah consumer goods suck!" She agrees, not even looking at the stone-turning cultists as she cuts the tied up girl free. "Stacey! Come help me!" She shouts to the woman as she keeps the knife in one hand - just in case- and uses the other to try and help the girl.
With the advantage of surprise, Seamus gains the upper hand, the remaining cultist trying unsuccessfully to shield themselves. That hood somehow remains on, their face shrouded in shadow, but even then, they chant with labored breaths filled with pain, a curse upon their tongue hissed out at Seamus "The weight of your ignorance will be peeled away, layer by layer, until nothing remains but raw, screaming truth. The All-Knowing does not forget, and neither will youHe will carve His wisdom into your waking mind."
Meanwhile, Stacey looks up and sprints towards Beth. Those hand bindings and the blindfold come loose with enough effort from Beth, slowly loosening. The freed girl cries out in relief, once freed, hugging her sister and sobbing. "WE GOTTA GO!" Stacey yells at Beth and Seamus, partially dragging her sobbing sister out of the clearing, or at least trying to.
"You know what, All-Knowing, The Careless Whisper, Mother Fucking Amway are all the fucking same," Seamus says continuing the pummling the poor cultist until he is pretty sure they are stunned enough to make a break for it. "And stay down you fucking fuck."
With that he looks up and sees Stacey and Beth have the sister free and tries to get himself up to jog towards the car.
Beth gets Stacey and her sister off to a start, stopping briefly to help Seamus up if needed and running for the car. "You better believe you fuckin' owe us for this one Stacey!" She shouts to the woman as they get closer to the cars. "Bet you don't even fuckin' live nearby." This is more grumbled under her breath.
Lucky for Seamus and Beth, the cultist IS momentarily stunned on the ground, wheezing. The glow of the lanterns around them grows more intense, to the point where the raindrops no longer reach the ground and instead begin to steam in the area, causing a fog to begin. Stacey hauls her sister, dragging her out of the pentagram clearing and back into the forest from whence they came. Once the group is deeper into the woods, there a loud WHOOSH noise, a gust of wind whipping through the trees until all is silent once again... It seems that the group are out of the woods... Literally and figuratively... for now.
"Thank you so much," Stacey tells Beth and Seamus, pushing her sister into the Audi on the side of the road. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you everything upfront, I needed to save Jenna... I don't know what we would have done without you two. I don't have money but... I do have..." She rummages in her purse, pulling out a necklace on a leather cord. Upon the pendant is a red moonstone with a white iris inside. "It's suppose to be lucky, and maybe it is, since I found you two."
"If the Devil can't find you he sends a girl with an a or e in her name," Seamus muses to Beth as he reaches for her hand when they get close to the cars. "Remind me to grab my fluffing duffel the next time we rescue someone." He sighs and just waves his hand, "Go on, Stacey, get out of here with your sister. Leave town if you aren't from around here, and don't look back."
"I'll find out quick if it isn't lucky I'm sure." Beth figures to Stacey as she accepts the pendant necklace. She sighs and offers up a smile. "I'm glad you two are already. And what Seamus said. Get home, or get out of dodge if you don't live here." Then she's taking Seamus's hand and giving it a squeeze before moving toward her Mazda so they can get home now too.
Stacey hands over the necklace and gets into her Audi, speeding away to get the fuck out of this place...
The situation rapidly escalates as Seamus, noted for his usual reluctance to confrontation, boldly charges at the cultists, creating a distraction that allows Beth to free Stacey's sister. In the chaos, a bewildering energy transforms two cultists into stone, while Seamus relentlessly subdues another, all amidst chilling curses and threats of eternal torment from the cultist leader. With Stacey's sister freed, the group makes a hasty retreat, dodging an unnatural chill and disappearing lantern lights that cease as mysteriously as they appeared. In gratitude, Stacey offers Beth a necklace, believed to bring luck, before they part ways in a moment of relief mingled with the surreal aftermath of their adventure. Seamus's sarcastic final words underline the night's strange and dangerous ordeal, suggesting a hope to never find themselves in such a bizarre predicament again.
(Beth's odd encounter(SRLark):SRLark)
[Mon Mar 31 2025]
In A tastefully masculine living room
Smoothly polished hardwood floors stretch between pale white walls. At the center, a dappled rug of emerald green and gentle gold spirals softens the floors. Arrayed around it in a loose collection, a sofa and matching chairs surround a coffee table of gleaming birch wood. Polished oak boards form a gleaming field, the subtle grain of the hardwood standing out intricately against a honey-hued background. The floor is framed with matching baseboards, the walls rising a pale alabaster above it. These, in turn, stretch towrd a vaulted ceiling, drawing the gaze up and giving the room an airy feel that belies the solid and near spartan colorscheme.
A rug bedecks the center of the floor. Swirling patterns of emerald green and a pale grey intertwine over it. The carpet softens the step, and grants the room a lived in, homy aspect that offsets the harshness of the wall's stark whiteness.
surrounding this rug, a collection of seating forms a U shape. A wood framed sofa of grey leather takes pride of place, flanked by end tables of walnut. A fainting couch graces one side, with an overstuffed armchair taking the other. The collection is charmingly eclectic, but comes together to form a comfortable spot for relaxation and conversation with guests.
It is night, about 28F(-2C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey stormclouds in the sky. There is a waxing crescent moon.
Seamus frowns a moment and puts on his hat and coat when Beth comes back with them. "Maybe our luck will change," he muses saying a quick prayer to God the high waters don't flood out Beth's car. "I'll sit in the back," he says, "Let you have the heater."
The young woman squeals in delight. "Thank you, thank you! My momma always said that good neighbors are worth their weight in gold! I'm Stacey by the way!" Stacey is all smiles, despite her appearance, now, following Beth and Seamus. She pulls out her waterlogged phone that is stuck right on a text message that shows the photo of a pin, in the woods, to the south, just a quarter mile or so off the main road, just as she said. "They got a Silver Audi that's broken down on the side of the road, so I think you can keep driving thataway until you get to it! Gosh, you two are really the super best, you know that? I'm so happy to have neighbors like you. What were your names again?" The chit-chat is incessant, as if she cannot stop. But still, she's friendly enough.
Beth can't help but chuckle as Stacey chatters on. "I'm Beth, this is Seamus." She introduced as she peeks at the phone. "Always happy ta help anddd yeah. seems easy enough, just keep on keepin' in that direction." She leads them down and out to the hatchback, waiting for them to pile in before heading in the necessary direction. She driving carefully as she came, keeping her eyes peeled for anyone walking and her high beams are on when there's no other cars around.
"Of course it is," Seamus says with a small smile at the name, some inner joke running through his mind. He glances at Beth, and then follows them both down the stairs and piles in. "Like a good neighbor, allstate is there," he sings softly to himself as they drive and looks around for other cars.
Stacey tucks away her defunct cell phone in her white purse, which is clutched close as she follows Beth to the hatchback. She takes the liberty of stealing shotgun since Seamus offered so kindly to sit in the back, and when Seamus jokes, she laughs loudly. A little to hard. For a little too long. The effect paired with her runny mascara is a bit much, but she offers an ending giggle to Seamus and Beth before she sits up and points out the windshield. "Oh oh oh! Right there! I think that's the car!" she declares. "I hope everything is alright, we go due west of here," she instructs, eager to get out of the vehicle as soon as it is stopped, though to anyone paying attention, she clings to her purse tightly, her knuckles and hands white with how hard she's clinging.
"Come on, let's go!"
Seamus pauses after Stacey gets out and reaches forward to squeeze Beth's shoulder and gives her a reassuring grin before piling out himself, pulling his trench coat tight and his hat down against the rain.
Beth watches as Stacey gets out, looking to Seamus at the squeeze. "We should be cautious." She murmurs to him before starting to get out herself. "What's your buddies name?" She asks Stacey over the sound of the rain.
"Victor!" Stacey calls out over the rainfall, that bag of hers still clutched tight as she leads them into the woods. The ground is muddy and not easy to traverse, nor is it pleasant to do so with randomly slippery patches to be careful of. The rain just makes it all that much more unpleasant, but it seems that Stacey is a young woman on a mission as she splashes through mud puddles with her already ruined velvet boots. She's oddly quiet, for once, once the trio are in the forest itself. There's a strange silence in the air, disrupted only by the sound of rain, and nothing else. Already dark, the brush becomes denser and denser until they arrive suddenly -
at a clearing...
The clearing is shaped in a pentagram. There is no grass, only mud and stones tracing out the pentagram pattern. In the center stands a figure in red robes flanked by two other hooded figures behind them holding lanterns.
"We're here to help," Stacey says, her voice now devoid of that chit-chat energy. She's all business now, no pretense.
The first hooded figure looks to Beth and Seamus. "Just in time for the sacrifice. You may go, your sins are absolved." A pair of keys comes flying into the air, which Stacey snatches up.
The last line is directed to Stacey, who gives Beth and Seamus a guilty look.
sticks his hands in his pockets at this and sizes up the red robes a minute before turning to Beth, "Do you see this nonsense? Thes cultists with their red robes and their bullshit."
Seamus throws his hands up in the air frustrated, "I bet they don't even know a proper spell! What what, are you looking for virgins or some shit? Jesus fucking Christ it is amatuer hour up in here." He glance back to Beth, "Call Siofra or Mal would you? I can't believe this. Someone needs to teach these guys how to have a proper demon summoning." He rolls his dramatically, "I bet those are a poly cotten blend too."
Seamus sticks his hands in his pockets at this and sizes up the red robes a minute before turning to Beth, "Do you see this nonsense? Thes cultists with their red robes and their bullshit."
Seamus throws his hands up in the air frustrated, "I bet they don't even know a proper spell! What what, are you looking for virgins or some shit? Jesus fucking Christ it is amatuer hour up in here." He glance back to Beth, "Call Siofra or Mal would you? I can't believe this. Someone needs to teach these guys how to have a proper demon summoning." He rolls his dramatically, "I bet those are a poly cotten blend too." (fix)
Typically one to be very passive and laid back and non-confrontational, Stacey is shot a withering look from Beth. However, Seamus's performance distracts her, looking up at him and then to the cultists. "You're probably right." She figures seriously. "The ritual circle isn't even the right shape." She insists. "Siofria'd teach them right, probably. But I don't have her number." She tilts her head, eyes settling on the main person. "I bet you've never even done a ritual in your life." She's likely soaked through now though and shivering which doesn't help much for appearances.
Stacey takes that withering look from Beth, gritting her teeth before yelling back at the cultists: "That's not all! I want HER back too!"
The first cultist gives a scoff at both Seamus and Beth.
"Are you offering to help our cause? Our sacrifice to the All-Knowing?" the voice asks, its tenor gritty and growling. The two cultists with lanterns begin chanting a prayer softly in the background to this 'All-Knowing' and once they step away, one can see a young woman, looking similar to Stacey bound by a blindfold with her hands tying her to a post.
Stacey grimaces and looks to Seamus and Beth, hissing. "We gotta do something!" Perhaps there's safety in numbers. Or, perhaps not...?
"You know the last time I was kidnapped they at least tried to sell me on Nutrasystem," Seamus says with a note disdane, "Or maybe it was vitamix."
Seamus has been slowly wandering around the circle. When his back is slightly turned he mouths to Beth "Run" before turning around, "You know... What... what is this bullshit? A post? Are you going to burn her in this water?" He turns back around and mouths Run to Beth again before doing something increadably stupid and charging the nearest cultist in a bull charge.
The chanting prayer grows louder and there is a buzz of energy now in the air...
Beth stares dumbfounded for a second as Seamus charges into the fray. She, of course, does -not- run back toward the car like he told her to. Not when there's also this girl bound up. She instead runs toward the girl while the red robed people are hopefully distracted by Seamus' abrupt interruption. She'd also be keeping her eyes peeled for any kind of ritual knife laying around or perhaps in a loose grasp that she could maybe swipe.
The two cultists to the side raise their lanterns into the air, their bodies fixed. A strange, unnatural chill rises in the air as a grey pallor raises from the ground, traveling up their bodies until they turn to literal stone. And in exchange for their sacrifce:
The glow of the lights from the lanterns grows brighter...
"Your empty consumer goods have no meaning here," growls that first cultist. "You mock because you fear. You know not what y-" The figure is caught off guard by Seamus's charge, toppling onto the ground, beginning to wrestle with Seamus.
Meanwhile, Beth would find a flat stone slab in front of the tied up girl with a ritual blade, ready for the sacrifice.
Stacey too sprints in after Seamus, with a howl, trying her best to kick at the cultist (and hopefully not Seamus) with those muddy velvet boots. "LET MY SISTER GO!"
Seamus doesn't give it too much more thought. Once he knocks the poor cultist to the ground he starts whaling on the guy with the full force that he can muster. "You pathetic excuse for a human," he growls throwing punch after punch, probably going overboard all things considered.
Beth picks up the knife and would have it at 20!
Beth snaps up the blade as she skids to a stop, "Yeah consumer goods suck!" She agrees, not even looking at the stone-turning cultists as she cuts the tied up girl free. "Stacey! Come help me!" She shouts to the woman as she keeps the knife in one hand - just in case- and uses the other to try and help the girl.
With the advantage of surprise, Seamus gains the upper hand, the remaining cultist trying unsuccessfully to shield themselves. That hood somehow remains on, their face shrouded in shadow, but even then, they chant with labored breaths filled with pain, a curse upon their tongue hissed out at Seamus "The weight of your ignorance will be peeled away, layer by layer, until nothing remains but raw, screaming truth. The All-Knowing does not forget, and neither will youHe will carve His wisdom into your waking mind."
Meanwhile, Stacey looks up and sprints towards Beth. Those hand bindings and the blindfold come loose with enough effort from Beth, slowly loosening. The freed girl cries out in relief, once freed, hugging her sister and sobbing. "WE GOTTA GO!" Stacey yells at Beth and Seamus, partially dragging her sobbing sister out of the clearing, or at least trying to.
"You know what, All-Knowing, The Careless Whisper, Mother Fucking Amway are all the fucking same," Seamus says continuing the pummling the poor cultist until he is pretty sure they are stunned enough to make a break for it. "And stay down you fucking fuck."
With that he looks up and sees Stacey and Beth have the sister free and tries to get himself up to jog towards the car.
Beth gets Stacey and her sister off to a start, stopping briefly to help Seamus up if needed and running for the car. "You better believe you fuckin' owe us for this one Stacey!" She shouts to the woman as they get closer to the cars. "Bet you don't even fuckin' live nearby." This is more grumbled under her breath.
Lucky for Seamus and Beth, the cultist IS momentarily stunned on the ground, wheezing. The glow of the lanterns around them grows more intense, to the point where the raindrops no longer reach the ground and instead begin to steam in the area, causing a fog to begin. Stacey hauls her sister, dragging her out of the pentagram clearing and back into the forest from whence they came. Once the group is deeper into the woods, there a loud WHOOSH noise, a gust of wind whipping through the trees until all is silent once again... It seems that the group are out of the woods... Literally and figuratively... for now.
"Thank you so much," Stacey tells Beth and Seamus, pushing her sister into the Audi on the side of the road. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you everything upfront, I needed to save Jenna... I don't know what we would have done without you two. I don't have money but... I do have..." She rummages in her purse, pulling out a necklace on a leather cord. Upon the pendant is a red moonstone with a white iris inside. "It's suppose to be lucky, and maybe it is, since I found you two."
"If the Devil can't find you he sends a girl with an a or e in her name," Seamus muses to Beth as he reaches for her hand when they get close to the cars. "Remind me to grab my fluffing duffel the next time we rescue someone." He sighs and just waves his hand, "Go on, Stacey, get out of here with your sister. Leave town if you aren't from around here, and don't look back."
"I'll find out quick if it isn't lucky I'm sure." Beth figures to Stacey as she accepts the pendant necklace. She sighs and offers up a smile. "I'm glad you two are already. And what Seamus said. Get home, or get out of dodge if you don't live here." Then she's taking Seamus's hand and giving it a squeeze before moving toward her Mazda so they can get home now too.
Stacey hands over the necklace and gets into her Audi, speeding away to get the fuck out of this place...