Direct Order

The police representative was walking past the old town cemetery, trying to rate the locals in his mind. It is certain that he did not enjoy rural people, old people specially, nor did he want them to know his pseudo-identification was a disguise.

A distant waterfall could be heard in this small settlement beneath the mountains. Perhaps it would often provoke hostile floods a hundred years ago, but now the river was almost stagnating. It was similar to this graveyard, long abandoned. The church had long ceased to be a place for public to meet.

"It has been four days since they remitted me here, and yet no clues! Who borrowed my investigating talent and never gave it back, I wonder? Is this week my bad week, as horoscopes tell?"

A dark figure revealed itself behind the corner. The detective guessed immediately that it had followed him for some time. "Now, what to you want, shadow monster ?" he said ironically, turning to the silhouette.

"I am here to prevent your life's loss..."

"Could you please be more specific?"

"You are working on that project. How long have you been with them?"

The shadow took off her black hat. She was a young woman with long brown hair resembling a horse's mane. The detective decided to take charge, reveresing their roles.

"Excuse me, miss, you already know more than you should. My duties expand far beyond that business, but who are YOU?"

"Look."

Upon that, the girl jumped up... and stayed hovering in the air, as if it should be.

"I don't consider your ability quite amusing", he answered. "Apart from that, I love oddities."

The woman's angry look grew into a glower. In the matter of seconds, she flew away.