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*While Phil's doing his thing, other rescuers  had the pilot move the copter over the sinkhole and are lowering a board down to move Mitchell onto. Once they've got the boy up into the copter, Phil will help get Darnell hooked into a harness to lift him up as well. And...they're here for the living, someone will come out for Missy soon.*

Darnell: *once Mitchell is lifted, Darnell goes to Missy's body to turn her over, check her out...just...look at the body...and the ghost if she's still there*

*After two days? Her body is not a pretty sight... or small, and Darnell will need to be /really/ careful touching her to not just...pull her apart. Her ghost is nearby, though, and she looks a bit sick...*

Darnell: *is gentle, and he just...wanted a quick look, but...yeah...he'll leave her be, looking at her ghost, softly* You'll be dealt with properly, I promise.

Missy: *nodnodnods* *she... she kind of starts to reach for him..., but then just lets her hand drop, knowing she can't touch him...*

Darnell: *holds a hand out to her* If you concentrate really hard, you might be able to. I know for a fact that spirits can have physical effects with enough focus.

Missy: *reaches for him, she tries, she...really does... but her fingers just pass through his. She gives him a sad smile and just shakes her head. Thanks anyway, it’s the thought that counts...*

Phil: Detective. *lowering back down.* Let’s get you loaded up, sir, so we can get Mitchell to the hospital.

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Darnell: ..... *small, sad grin* If you can, come with us. If not . . . be at rest, Missy. You did /great/. I'll take it from here. *will let Phil get him loaded up*

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Missy: *”Thank you”. It’s so clear when she says it, even with no sound. And then she closes her eyes, smiles, bows her head... and fades away.*
Phil: Don’t worry, Detective. Someone will be back for her. *saw Darnell looking in the body’s direction.*
*The helicopter ride to the hospital is only fifteen minutes. Mitchell is taken in and away to he seen to, while a nurse will come see to Darnell. He’s /hungry/, /exhausted/, and rather severlh debydrated after hiking /all night/ with not enough food or water. He’ll find himself sitting on a bed in the ER area with an IV drip for now. Do. Wants to check on him in an hour or so, but for now he needs to just rest, eat a bit, and let the fluids work.*

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Darnell: *readily eats!, then shifts to lay down to rest...and is /out/*

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*When he wakes again it’s to a nurse coming in to check on him.*
Nurse: *smiles when he wakes.* Hey. *a soft greeting.* Aside from tired, how are you feeling?

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Darnell: *wry grin* Sore. Unexpectedly hiking all night while stressed and anxious will do that.

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Nurse: I’d imagine so. How /did/ you find that boy? He says his sister’s ghost led you to him.

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Darnell: *sheepish, wry grin and a shrug, nodding* That's exactly it, believe it or not. *no point denying in this case, there's no other way to explain it* I was on the balcony of my cabin in ((LOCATION)) last night after dinner when I spotted the ghost of a girl in the woods. I went to check it out and noticed that she was dressed in modern clothes. I thought maybe a drowning victim until I saw rhe blood in her hair on the back of her head. I followed her, figuring to recover her body for her family, plus if this was a murder case... *shrugs again* She led me around the lake to the sinkhole and her little brother.

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Nurse: *shaking her head* I’ve heard all kinds of ghost stories before, they’re rather common in hospitals, but nothing quite like that. You did good work. Mitchell’s family would like you to stop bu before you leave. *she’s removed Darnell’s IV.* When you are ready, there’s a taxi service that can take you back to your cabin.

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: Great, thank you very much. *will get directions to where Mitchell's family is and will head that way*

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Nurse: *will lead him to a room.*
Mitchell: *in a hospital bed, but looking okay consodering. He smiles when he sees Darnell.* Detective. Mom, Dad, this is the detective who found me.
*A haggard looking couple turns to him. The woman looks ready to burst into tears as she crosses to him, hands already reaching for one of his.*
Woman: /Thank you/ for bringing me back my son. *said with a smile and...a half sob. She’s so relieved to have her son back, but is mourning her daughter.*

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Darnell: *takes her hands in both of his* It's my pleasure and my honor, ma'am. And . . . I am /so/ sorry for your loss. *glances to include her husband in that*

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Man: *comes up beside his wife, an arm around her* Thank you. And thank you for finding Mitchell. He tells us Missy led you to him. *a sad smile.*
Woman: *tucks to her husband, still holding one of Darnell’s hands* She always looked out for him.

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Darnell: *nods* She did. And she's at peace now, knowing her little brother is safe.

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Woman: *a few tear escape down her face and she’ll release Darnell’s hand to turn and hug her husband.*
Man: *holds his wife close*
Mitchell: *looking expectantly at Darnell, don’t go before you come over to him, please...*

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: *doesn't plan to, though he'll get his parents' permission first - gives them a moment to hold and support each other, then will look at the man, quietly* May I? *gesturing at Mitchell*

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Man: *nods* Of course.
Mitchell: *smiles as Darnell steps over.* Thank you again. For finding me, for following Missy. I don’t know many people who’s follow a ghost.

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Darnell: *sits on the bed, taking Mitchell's near hand in both of his* Glad to have been of service, Mitchell. You live your best life from here forward, now - for your own sake, for your parents, and for Missy.

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Mitchell: *fighting tears as he squeezes Darnell’s hand* I will. I swear it. I’ll make her proud. I know she’ll always be watching over me.

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Darnell: *will lean down and HUG the boy, and hand him a business card with his contact information on it, and offers one to the parents in case they need anything of him, then will take his leave*

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Mitchell: *HUGS and thanks Darnell again*
*The parents will see him out, once again thanking him.*
*And now...it’s time for Darnell to go back to his vacation....*

[neverasked4this]

*Well . . . if nothing else, it was nice having something to distract him from himself and his thoughts. He'll go back to trying to enjoy his time off.*

And a new thing =3

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*Darnell’s head is fuzzy, throbbing intensely... actually, his whole body is throbbing with a deep ache. He...he doesn’t remember what he was doing last. Was he on a case? Was he at home? His mind is too fogged to tell him for sure. He’ll... realize something shortly, though, that he seems to be in some kind of...well it kind of looks like a large glass jar...which is sitting in a much larger room... Once he’s able to move he’ll find his clothes are gone, and his body is splotched with what he’ll be pretty sure are burns... an explosion maybe?*

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: *groans, too fuzzy and in too much pain to even be overly afraid at the situation. He sits up, looking around and up - is the top open, will he suffocate...can he knock the jar over and get out?*

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*The top /is/ open, but it’s far too large to knock over, it’s be like trying to knock over an entire bedroom sized shed, by himself, from the inside. He’d do himself more damage than anything else. But he won’t have too long to contemplate what to do next, because I giant steps into the room anout then. A giant robot!*

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: *gasps and /scrambles/ to his feet at that, eyes wide as he presses to the glass behind him*

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Robot: *has a feminine like ”hourglass” shape. The metal is black with red accents, and her eyes glow a deep, ruby red. She looks at him and comes closer, seeming to hover in the air* You’re awake. I’ll take that as a good sign. *speaking perfect English*

[neverasked4this]

Darnell: ……….. *nods, words coming out in breathless fear* W-who…/what/ are you!? What do you want? Whe-where am I?

[socrowdedinhere]

Robot: My name is Crimsonwing. I’m a Cybertronian from a planet called Cybertron. You’re on our ship orbiting your planet. You were brought here so we could try to save you. There was am explosion. You were on the edges, and hidden, and so the people who resonded didn’t find you.

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Darnell: ……..an explosion? *starts to shake his head, but that just sends the room spinning - presses a hand to his head with a groan* I-I was just…getting lunch. I was crossing the park near my home… *looks up in /shock/ as a thought occurs to him* Were there any casualties? How many people were involved? Is it known what caused the explosion?