[ thankfully, it doesn't take long. if asked, river will never be able to explain how it is that she knew where to go. the information is just there - whether it's a memory or an emotion, if it's from the living or the dead, she really has no way to tell. but it calls out to her, a ringing that echoes through the noise in her head, so she follows the sound like a homing beacon.
down the hall, just a few rooms away, she finds another one filled with more boxes than bodies, an assorted collection of items retrieved from the island. she knows there are people in the room that are speaking to her, knows eddie followed after her and hears laughter in the hall, but it's all background noise. static fuzz cut through by a ringing that gets louder as she moves from the first box to a second and a third.
it all stops when her fingers finally find what her mind was reaching for; a sudden silence deafens her to the rest of the world as she pulls a necklace out of the box. the string snapped from a neck that grew to the width of a tree trunk but the bone charm is still there, beautifully carved to fit one half of a pair.
they're both caked with dirt and gore now, but at least they won't be alone.
river stares at the pendant for a moment longer before clutching it to her chest, letting the rest of the noise flood back in as she turns around. she notices the room's attendants first and gives them a quick bow in silent apology, then runs to eddie's side and tugs on his sleeve. ]
Eddie. Time to go home now.
[ not for them, at least not yet. but for these nameless sisters who lost themselves in the dark, they can help them be on their way. together, the way they're supposed to be.
although, now that she's next to him, the morgue assistant's forced laughter is much harder to ignore. river eyes him curiously and then blinks at eddie. she seems more focused than before, most of the distress simmered away now that she holds the missing puzzle piece. ]
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down the hall, just a few rooms away, she finds another one filled with more boxes than bodies, an assorted collection of items retrieved from the island. she knows there are people in the room that are speaking to her, knows eddie followed after her and hears laughter in the hall, but it's all background noise. static fuzz cut through by a ringing that gets louder as she moves from the first box to a second and a third.
it all stops when her fingers finally find what her mind was reaching for; a sudden silence deafens her to the rest of the world as she pulls a necklace out of the box. the string snapped from a neck that grew to the width of a tree trunk but the bone charm is still there, beautifully carved to fit one half of a pair.
they're both caked with dirt and gore now, but at least they won't be alone.
river stares at the pendant for a moment longer before clutching it to her chest, letting the rest of the noise flood back in as she turns around. she notices the room's attendants first and gives them a quick bow in silent apology, then runs to eddie's side and tugs on his sleeve. ]
Eddie. Time to go home now.
[ not for them, at least not yet. but for these nameless sisters who lost themselves in the dark, they can help them be on their way. together, the way they're supposed to be.
although, now that she's next to him, the morgue assistant's forced laughter is much harder to ignore. river eyes him curiously and then blinks at eddie. she seems more focused than before, most of the distress simmered away now that she holds the missing puzzle piece. ]
Is he okay? Did you break him?