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Par little star le 2 Décembre 2016 à 18:19
« Finding this book, studying it but before all do not borrow it, answered Cassie.
- This way we might cross each other for sure… »
I pressed the piece of paper I had in my pocket. Cassie seemed more and more worried.
« I swear that if you point me now the hidden camera or whatever else, I’ll forgive you. But I beg you, tell me I’m not going mad ! »
Instead of answering, I presented the brief note I was holding in my fist.
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Par little star le 2 Décembre 2016 à 18:16
I squinted, trying to figure the text upside down or in a mirror but it remained as impenetrable for me as the rest of the notebook.
« I’m sorry, it’s impossible. I’ve never seen this alphabet. »
Cassie was even more chocked than me. A chill ran down my spine.
« Anyway, I said sweeping away this strange event. Seeing as you want to decode these spidery writings, what are they about ? »
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Par little star le 2 Décembre 2016 à 18:13
« It takes me a long time to find a readable passage. Look at these incomprehensible characters ! Read it, thanks to this page I arrived here. »
Cassie pointed an illegible extract, covered of unknown signs. I cringed :
« I can’t read it ! It’s not English !
- Of course it is ! Otherwise how could I read it ? claimed Cassie, scrutinizing the page to verify whether we were talking about the same thing.
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Par little star le 2 Décembre 2016 à 11:46
Quickly we knew that we were looking for the same person, who didn’t stop escaping.
« Her cover wasn’t that efficient, I said. Her flight didn’t exist.
- She didn’t give me any information about were she was supposed to go, answered Cassie. However I found this in my mailbox the day after her disappearance."
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Par little star le 2 Décembre 2016 à 11:45
« However she did so. It’s totally like her. Are you sure you know her ?
- Of course ! I was the only person whom she ever talk with in this university. »
Cassie raised an eyebrow and I realized my mistake.
« Well, it’s what I thought a few minutes ago.
- Same. She was always alone, I could see her only in two or three places but she was most of the time there. Usually she was knitting, said Cassie.
- I never saw any yarn or needle. She had always some journals about History or Mathematics with her.
- Let’s move on. Are we talking about the same Hannah ? She is deeply passioned by what she studies, but I never saw her in a classroom — who knows why. Hannah was invariably ready to have deep philosophical discutions about time, life and choices… »
I nodded.
« Did you know at least what she studied ? asked Cassie.
- No, I admitted.
- Which kind of person doesn’t know the field of study of his friend ?
- A friend of Hannah Reeves. »
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