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Returning to Scarecrow
Apr. 8th, 2015 07:40 pmBecky Albright didn't feel much like herself at the moment, and was thankful for her cane as she felt weak from going without much food and walking a lot, because she had been searching for the Scarecrow and for awhile now she wasn't having much luck despite the several people she had talked to who had worked for Scarecrow before or were working for him, she didn't know how she got so lucky in finding men who worked for him without being harmed or worst, but for whatever reason they left her alone.
But it looked like they were leading her around in a maze for she still hadn't found him, and she knew she would have to eventually stop and go back to her home, but she just didn't want to. Since she learned about his death it had affected her in ways she didn't think possible, and brought out that darker side of her that she had always kept under control that had almost came out when Scarecrow offered her the position of his Mistress of fear, and then she learned later that he was back alive.
Throwing caution to the wind when she realized how much she cared about what happened to him, Becky had decided to find him and with the help of her inner self she had bravely went out and found people she knew would work for
someone like Scarecrow. They had given her directions, after she gave them some money of course, but so far each place was a dead end.
"Please let him be here", she spoke out loud to herself as she walked into a large warehouse that looked abandoned, and quickly sat herself down on an old looking chair. Giving herself a moment to rest, Becky looked around her. She just hoped if she found him, he wouldn't kill her since she had rejected him before. Her fingers moved through her brown curls as she attempted to pull them up into a ponytail, and closed her eyes a moment.
But it looked like they were leading her around in a maze for she still hadn't found him, and she knew she would have to eventually stop and go back to her home, but she just didn't want to. Since she learned about his death it had affected her in ways she didn't think possible, and brought out that darker side of her that she had always kept under control that had almost came out when Scarecrow offered her the position of his Mistress of fear, and then she learned later that he was back alive.
Throwing caution to the wind when she realized how much she cared about what happened to him, Becky had decided to find him and with the help of her inner self she had bravely went out and found people she knew would work for
someone like Scarecrow. They had given her directions, after she gave them some money of course, but so far each place was a dead end.
"Please let him be here", she spoke out loud to herself as she walked into a large warehouse that looked abandoned, and quickly sat herself down on an old looking chair. Giving herself a moment to rest, Becky looked around her. She just hoped if she found him, he wouldn't kill her since she had rejected him before. Her fingers moved through her brown curls as she attempted to pull them up into a ponytail, and closed her eyes a moment.
