Room 507, Sunday night

[nadiathesaint]

After getting back from Empire Records, Nadia headed back up to her room. Lucas was right. She did have a lot to think over.

It was time she stopped letting whatever was happening to her control her. It was time to do something about it. Something positive, this time. So she called BridgeThen she grabbed her guitar, spent about twenty minutes

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[strongestgirl]

Pippi came out of the girl's bathroom after washing off her last attempt of finding a new look when she heard music coming from Nadia's room.

She sounded very good.

*knock knock*

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia set her guitar to one side, wondering if it was Walter showing up to check in on her. "It's open," she called.

[strongestgirl]

Pippi poked her head in, her hair was back in braids which were heavy with water.

"Hey!" she said, "You're sounding great!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia tilted her head. "Thank you. It's been awhile since I've practiced." She hadn't really talked to Pippi since Thursday, but so far, talking to people was working out okay. "How are you?"

[strongestgirl]

"I met the man she was talking about in the article. Sunday, in the sewers. He said he was made from other people. Phoebe listed off a bunch of people. Her, Bel, Me..."

[nadiathesaint]

Her eyes widened. "Madre--"

Okay, there was seriously something wrong with this town last weekend.

"How?"

[strongestgirl]

"I'm not sure, something about needles. Bel said he thought he'd been stung by a bee and Phoebe said that it was somebody taking blood from him. I don't even know when it could have been done in my case. I have it on good authority that it's not an easy thing to draw blood from me."

[nadiathesaint]

Needles. Goddamned needles.

Nadia shuddered. "Who would do that? And what does it have to do with Walter?"