The girls sat in their new clean diapers in Kaitlin’s room. They plugged the camcorder into her computer.
“So we’re going to show this to the sheriff?” asked Samantha
“We’ll cut out the beginning part and the parts where we mention our diapers.”
“Won’t we get in trouble for being there? And you can’t cut out the parts where you have the gun. That’s like all the important ones.”
“He said we wouldn’t get in trouble. I just don’t want him to know about our diapers.” Said Kaitlin
They played the video. They paid extra close attention to when they got to the basement. They both noticed something instantly. The markings on the walls were all gone.
“What the hell?”
“That’s a little bit different.” Said Samantha
“We can still show him, I’m sure he would like to know about the skeletons. I just wish we had pictures so we could try to find what the markings were.”
“I remember what they look like.” Samantha thought back. She had an extremely vivid image in her mind of what the markings looked like. She grabbed some paper from the printer and started writing what she saw. She filled a page full of markings, the pattern repeated on each of the walls so there was no need to write more.
“Well, we need to do some more research on what those might mean.” Said Kaitlin. They looked online.
“Dr. Sherbakov was Russian, try that.” Said Samantha
“Doesn’t look anything like that.” Said Kaitlin
“Someone said something about sacrifices to the devil, we could try Hebrew.”
Kaitlin searched it up. “Nothing Like Hebrew either.”
“Latin?”
“Nope”
“Aramaic?”
“Nope.” Said Kaitlin “I don’t think we’re gonna find it, I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Alright, we’re reaching now, but is there any demonic, or satanic language?” said Samantha
Kaitlin looked around on the computer a bit. “I found a site that says there is a such thing, but there aren’t any pictures or examples.
Samantha looked at the website. It was titled “Madame Venus’s Portal into Hell”. Samantha read through, this lady claimed she knew how to speak to demons and the devil himself.
“Think she can help us?” asked Samantha
“We can at least ask, she has an email at the bottom.”
They took a picture of what Samantha had seen in the basement of the asylum. They attached it to an email asking if she could identify the writing.
“Well, all we can do now is wait for her reply.” Said Kaitlin
Samantha got up from behind the computer. “I think I’ll head home then.” Samantha hadn’t spent a lot of time at her house for the past few days.
“Want a ride?” offered Kaitlin
“No, I think I’ll walk.” Said Samantha. “Hey, when do you want to show sheriff the video?”
“Um, let’s put that off a bit. Definitely before school starts though.” Said Kaitlin