"If Charles could get Erik to remember something, maybe I can help you remember something useful too," Jean murmured, hope laced in her words, although there was a slight hint of nervousness and fear in her words.

"Yeah, but what kind of injuries did Erik receive to get the information he wanted," Ororo replied back, not agreeing with Jean's decision, as she sat in the opposite side of her. "I mean, look at his arm! It's obvious that someone is trying so hard to prevent the whole family from knowing their past. But for what? And maybe, it's best to keep it that way-"

"This also has something to do with the school and Charles. That's why we're trying to remember something about our past," Peter snorted, leaning back into his seat, his legs crossed in a i-don't-care manner, while he sat beside Jean.

After Erik had managed to convince Charles to let the whole team- and the teenager- to go with them on their mission, much to the mind reader's confusion and suprise, he made all of them promise to keep it a secret and not tell anyone about it, especially the kids in the school. However, before they take off for their mission, Teresa and Warren decided to go to the clinic to bring Peter along with them, seeing as he might be informative and remember something useful for them. Hank was not impressed with their decision, not just because of his health, but because of how peculiar Peter was acting. In a moment, he could be the smartest and wisest person in the team, and in the next, he could be the most annoying one and childish one who asks far too many questions for his own good. And not that it was important to anyone, but Peter was also quite annoyed that no one had volunteered to help him remember about the past.

The young mutant suspects that he might know something from the past to help them during their mission, but most of the team doesn't believe it, especially since Erik could not remember meeting him before and after Peter had taken him out of prison, although he argued that Erik does not even remember Teresa even though he might have spent a year taking care of her more or less.

"What does this have anything to do with Charles?" Ororo questioned, eyebrows raising.

Peter sighed and put his legs down, before looking at Ororo like a parent would to their child. "Charles is able to do whatever it is he did to make Erik remember something again. But what did they found out? Only a name of a place, so don't you find it a little bit suspicious that Erik only remembered that? Bits of memories can come and go, but it's nearly impossible for Erik not to remember a single memory with how powerful of a telepathic Charles is, and like you said, Erik's arm currently has one wicked slash and that's one of the reasons I find it hard to believe that he got that big of an injury to only know a name of a place," he explained to them carefully.

Teresa, who was standing and leaning against the corner, decided to speak up, "You seemed to be very hestitant in trusting Erik, my dear brother."

Peter glanced at Teresa and nodded in agreement. "That's quite true but I have various reasons to why,"

"For example?" She raised her eyebrow.

Peter stood up and walked towards Teresa, stopping only when he's in front of her. "When do you think he was planning on telling us about this? Never. When do you think he is going to tell us what memory he saw? Never. And when do you think he will ever truly care for us?" He slowly shook his head. "Never. Because he lies and won't ever tell the truth to us."

Teresa's lips curled into a small smile. "You're forgetting something, Peter. We are his children, we are a Lehnsherr. We're the same as him because he's family, and keeping secrets from each other- and pretty much everyone else- runs in the family. The real question is, when were you going to tell us your little secret?"

A pregnant pause came between them and Teresa smirked in victory. "Exactly," she said, before walking towards Jean and sitting beside her.

Peter turned to Teresa and said, "You should be hestitant about him, Teresa. I won't prove it because I can't but Jean can and she will."

Everyone turned to Jean who was still looking down. She let out a small sigh and leaned back to her seat, shivering slightly. "Peter was..... telling the truth, but Erik wasn't lying either," she frowned and rubbed her forehead as if she was having a headache, "Peter was correct about Erik getting information that is worth the slash on his arm. But he didn't get a memory, because Charles was not able to break down the force. Erik didn't get the information he wanted, he felt it. He felt several emotions running through his head that made it enough information as it is, but there were two main emotions that made him silent about it,"

"What emotions?" Warren dared himself to ask as Jean's face darkened and her frown worsened.

"It was pain and grief," Jean croaked out, voice hollow and dull, eyes holding back tears as if she could feel what Erik was feeling. "But he still wants to go there, even with those feelings inside of him. Why is he doing that?" She rocked her body back and forth in an attempt to comfort herself, curling her body into a ball.

Everyone stayed silent, not a single person dared to say anything, especially Peter. And it stayed like that throughout nearly the whole ride, only Jean's barely audible sobs could be heard, before Hailey gather the courage and finally spoke up, "I can keep an eye on Jean if you would still like to inspect the place, seeing as she doesn't seemed to be in the perfect condition."

"That would be greatly appreciated, Hailey," Ororo gave her a small smile, genuinely greatful that someone was willing to sit out looking at the place to take care of Jean. Hailey nodded in response, before she continued staring at the empty space in the corner, not minding anyone's business.

Meanwhile, in the flight deck, Hank and Erik sat beside each other in silence, listening closely to the children's conversation. "Should we tell them that we can hear everything they are saying?"

"I would like to hear what they have to say about me," Erik simply replied.

Hank hummed and nodded in response. "Was Jean correct about your emotions or was she just lying and trying to get the team to be on your side?" He questioned, fixing his eyes onto Erik.

He narrowed his eyes at the teacher. "Just fly the jet and don't ask any more questions,"

Hank nodded, concern in his eyes, before he redirected his attention back onto the sky.

"Even if I did tell you the truth, you won't like the answer to it."

****

"Alright, is it just me or do I feel really, really, REALLY, worried for Scott?" Sofia questioned, grimacing when she placed her small hand onto his pale forehead. "He's as cold as ice and it's not even that cold here,"

"You're not the only one," Jubilee made a noise of agreement, "but Elizabeth said that Scott will be fine."

"And you believe her?" The child turned to Jubilee, asking with a not-so-innocent tone.

"Elizabeth is a seer- a person who has the ability to see the future- and we have to trust what she says or else it might happen, and Scott getting worse is the last thing we need," Jubilee muttered the last part with a frown. "But she's currently trying very hard to get more visions in order to tell the doctors about his condition."

"But doesn't Elizabeth's power only works in the most unexpected moments? Most of them being the latest and unhelpful ones?"

"You must have hung out a lot with Teresa to have nearly the same positivity as her," Jubilee remarked. "Besides, Elizabeth had a vision of Teresa's and Scott's car accident before they even departured. That's very helpful in a way when you think of it-"

"Don't you mean after the car accident?" Sofia interrupted, eyes wide open with the news, as a concern look made its way onto her face.

Jubilee glanced at Sofia, eyes also wide open, after she realized what she had just said. "No," she slowly, but truthfully answered, "Elizabeth had a vision that Scott and Teresa would be in a car accident. However, Elizabeth only told Charles that two students in the school would be in a car accident, which explains the lockdown. But after finding out that Teresa and Scott had already left the school, she had no choice but to tell them the truth before their injuries worsens or before the humans find them first."

"Why be secretive about it?" Anger flickered in Sofia's eyes. "She could've told Charles about the vision truthfully before they even left the school. It would've prevented all of this from happening! Scott wouldn't be lying in bed without us having the knowledge if he might wake up from his sleep and act aggressive again."

"That's the bad thing, isn't it?" Jubilee forced Sofia to look at her eyes in an attempt to get her to listen to her explanation. "Elizabeth has the power to see the future, which means she could prevent everything from happening. However, she can't change it- at least not everything about it. Why? Because there would be serious consequences that could get them have more injuries or worse," Sofia looked away from Jubilee, not wanting to look at her, "I know you're scared of what's going to happen but you have to have faith in Elizabeth because she knows the consequences and the actions that she has to do, because if she even make a small slip up.... I doubt that the future would be as bright as people hoped,"

"What's so special about the car accident that kept Elizabeth's mouth closed?" She asked, conflict evident on her face.

"Special enough for her to keep Charles out of her mind," Jubilee told her, lips thinned into a straight line, as she looked at Scott over Sofia's shoulders.

Sofia sighed and turned to look at Scott, tilting her head in suprise when she realized that he was breathing heavily like he has not been without oxygen for a long time. She shivered into her jacket and rubbed her hands together in an attempt to get heat. However, to no avail, she barely got enough heat to satisfy herself. Jubilee shivered too, and looked around the clinic, realizing that Sofia and her were the only people there. "I think we should find some blankets for Scott, so that when he wakes up, he will find himself snuggled in warm blankets and maybe, prevent him from going all aggressive again."

"You think that some blankets could change what he will do when he wakes up?" Sofia cocked an eyebrow.

"The temperature can change everyone's attitude, and even I have to admit that when I'm cold, I can be a bit cranky and weak," she rolled her eyes at the teenager, before placing her hand on Scott's forehead again. "Nearly everyone gets weak during a cold weather, however, I doubt Scott would need a warm blanket to cover him because right now, he feels very warm as if he's going to have a fever."

"What?!" Jubilee rushed over Scott and placed her hand on his forehead, warm skin meets cold skin, which made the young mutant worried. "He's definitely a human and not a snake, so his temperature shouldn't be like this."

"Well, he's a mutant and every mutant is different, so maybe Scott has somekind of adaptable body temperature change," Sofia said in a suggestive tone.

"Right, but that also doesn't explain how he managed to heal faster than he usually does," Jubilee pointed out.

"He was with Teresa when the accident happened. Maybe Teresa had used her power to wazzle-dazzle his wounds for it to heal faster," she suggested again.

"I don't know what wazzle-dazzle means, but if Teresa was with Scott during the accident, then how did Scott managed to have any wounds at all, while Teresa only had small minor injuries. She also said that Scott had managed to go to her with his wounds when she was barely conscious,"

"Hank suggested that Teresa's instincts might have immediately kicked in as soon as she was hit by the explosion and she was barely conscious because her body is trying to save her energy for something more important like the large scratch on her face," Sofia informed her. She scratched her neck, before nodding in agreement with Jubilee. "But because her instincts was too busy with herself, I do think there's a possibility that Teresa's instincts would not have time to care for Scott's injuries, except if she placed a protective force around them, which would explain how they weren't affected by the second explosion."

"Perhaps it has something to do with the hooded man and his latest letter," Sofia suggested.

"But wasn't his latest letter a picture? The same one that made Teresa cry?" Jubilee furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and dismay, but it quickly fell as soon as Sofia immediately replied, "Yeah, I meant the last second letter Teresa had received from him. It said that he was sorry about the car accident that Teresa and Scott was involved in and promised her that he would do something to make it right."

"Which would explain why Scott is healing faster than he should," Jubilee's eyes widen in realization, although there were still a few questions racing through her mind at the moment. "But how was he involve with the car accident? What had he done to blame himself for the accident? And what's with the warning he sent to Teresa?"

"That's the questions we're all asking ourselves, but Erik and Charles has more suspicion about certain other things," Sofia said the last part with hestitation, which made Jubilee's curiousity and suspicion grow.

"What do you mean about that?" She asked the young mutant.

"The other day, while Teresa was still mourning over her grief, I decided to take Lion for a walk since he was beginning to become so restless. But something stopped me in front of Charles' office because I heard several interesting informations with Teresa's and Scott's names in them," Sofia quietly informed her. "While we have a lot of questions in our minds right now, Charles and Erik has different questions about the hooded man. They are wondering who Teresa was to the hooded man, and how close their relations were. They were also wondering who had hurt Peter because apparently, in the hooded man's letter, it said that he had nothing to do with his injuries and they were also wondering what he had given Scott for him to act aggessively but heal much faster than before."

"There's just too much questions going around right now, without even a single answer," Jubilee frowned. "Wait a minute! Is that why Charles and Erik also wanted to visit Westview? To find out more about the hooded man?"

"Technically, they wanted to go there to find answers about Erik's family, but yes, they hope that they might find out something related to him."

Jubilee nodded and hummed in response. "What do you think they will find there?"

"Hopefully? Answers to everything," she responded, hope blazing in her eyes like a fierce fire. "Because if they don't find any answers there, I doubt we would even have a lead anymore."

****

"Should we wake them up?" Hank inquired, tilting his head as if he was in disbelief.

"No, they look too comfortable there," Erik glanced at the team, before he muttered, "I wish I brought my camera along with me."

After the teenagers figured out that Erik and Hank had overheard their conversation, Peter and Teresa started arguing again that reminded both adults of a tantrum. And much like children's fights, the whole team had somehow fallen asleep along the way to Westview, much to Erik's and Hank's confusion.

In the very front of them, Peter was lying on a few seats and snoring his hearts out that made the adults very confused as to how the rest of the teenagers managed to sleep with his loud snores. His silver hair was messy and covered his closed eyes, his goggles threatening to fall down to the floor, and left hand hanging. Meanwhile, Jean and Teresa were sleeping peacefully across him, her head resting on Jean's shoulder while several ginger strands covered her forehead. Behind them, Kurt and Ororo were sleeping like a statue that Hank swore if they even moved a single inch, he would be scared to death. Erik and Hank redirected their attention onto the winged mutant who was mirroring the same position as Peter. His snores were nearly as loud as him too and Erik muttered under his breath about never letting him become his room mate, one of his wings lying next to the empty seat next to Teresa.

"How are you not asleep?" Erik question Hailey who was sitting in her seat, eyes wide open and staring at the adults, which made the adults feel a little bit creeped out. She shrugged and said, "How can I even sleep?"

She stole a glance of Peter and Warren, giving Erik and Hank a look after. "Fair enough. You can watch after them while they sleep, if you see anything suspicious, tell us, alright?"

Hailey nodded. "You sound a lot like my dad and I usually don't listen to him, but since you're Teresa's and Peter's dad, I guess I can make an exception," she replied to him, before she brought a newspaper up to her face.

"Where did she get that-" Hank began, but Erik stopped him by dragging him out of the jet to prevent the mission from getting delayed.

"Hailey will be just fine," he told Hank after they had gotten out of the jet. "Right now, all we have to worry about is the mission and we can't mess it up."

"Yeah, I know that, Erik. But where are we exactly going? Your old house? The house that you can't even remember where? The hooded man didn't write an address, only the name of the place; Westview."

"Because I remember this place," Erik told Hank as they continued walking around the neighbourhood. "I don't know how, but it all feel so familiar and if this was really my home, I would've remembered what it felt like,"

Hank hummed, his eyebrows furrowed in disbelief, while Erik closed his eyes and walked without hestitation, trying to figure out where his home was as the familiar sensation began to wash over his body. All of a sudden, he stopped and excitely told Hank, "See, Hank! I told you I knew the way to my own house. Now, we'll just have to-" Erik stopped himself when he opened his eyes and what he saw breaks his heart a little.

In front of him was ruins of a building, walls broken and burned. Some turned into ashes and dust, barely anything can be found there. Hank had concern written all over his face, but sadness and shock could also be found in his eyes. "It can't be just that," Erik said, completely in denial, while going to the ruins without hestitation. "Erik, I don't think you should do that! You will get injured, you will-"

However, Erik ignored Hank and searched the ruins and tries to find what was left of the building. Much to his delight and Hank's confusion, he found a piece of paper hiding under the ruined wall. He tilted his head and wondered how it managed to survive whatever that had happened there but paid no mind to it and opened the paper. "Erik, I swear! I feel like we're crossing someone's private property-" Hank paused and steadily walked towards Erik. "What in the world is that?!" He exclaimed when he saw the paper over Erik's shoulder.

"As a teacher, I would have thought you knew what a letter looks like when you see one," Erik snorted back, opening the letter, despite Hank's protests.

"To my dear Agatha,

How are you? How are the children? All good and well as usual? Benjamin and I are currently well, despite the cough he had lately. Is Teresa alright? I had heard the other day that she had shown signs of her powers. Knowing how you are, I know that you must have been excited and proud of her and her powers. Erik heard about it too and he has mixed feelings about the situation, but you know how fathers are. Also, I cannot thank you enough for taking care of Teresa for us. We were worried that she might get a cough from Benjamin too, but since his health has increased, I will pick Teresa up. Same time, same place?

Love from Kya~"

"Who's Kya?" Erik looked up from the letter in confusion.

"Most importantly, who's Agatha and how in the world did she manage to get you to trust her enough to let her take care of Teresa?" Hank questioned, knowing how protective Erik can be as a father with his children.

Erik shook his head in disagreement. "That's not what's most important because right now, I want to know what had happened here and what happened to my other son, Benjamin. He must be somewhere here or in another orphanage just like Teresa! We just have to figure out which one-" As Erik continued talking about how to find Benjamin, Hank's eyes gazed onto the ruined building, directing his attention onto the several burned wood near Erik, before it finalky clicked to him what had truly happened there. "Erik," the teacher began, trying to find out a way to tell his friend a harsh suggestion, "I don't think your son- Benjamin- can be found by us,"

"You're right," Erik nodded. "We need to tell Charles about this. He can read the letter and tell us more about it. Maybe, he knows something that we don't."

Hank sucked a painful amount of oxygen, before he blurted out, "I think Benjamin is with Nina right now."

"Well, that's ridiculous because Nina is-" Erik stopped himself and looked down, realization came upon his eyes but had no reaction on his face. Instead, Hank was just responded with a blank look. "It can't be. Benjamin must be alive. I can feel it- something is pulling me to this house and it's-"

"Benjamin's soul," Hank interjected. "Erik, we need to go back right niw. It's not safe here for us," he pointed to the building's ruins, "and we need to show the others the letter."

"I'm not going anywhere until i find out what happened to Benjamin!" He firmly stated.

"You won't have to," a voice spoke up from behind them, making Erik and Hank turn around to see who it was.

Hailey tilted her head and got a clear view of the letter in Erik's hand, before she reach her hand out for it. "Don't worry, i won't damage the letter," she told him as Erik turned to Hank for an explanation. "Hailey's power is quite a peculiar and unique one; she can tell you what had happened here," he said to him. Erik reluctantly handed the letter to Hailey who gently took it from him.

He narrowed his eyes and watched her carefully. "What is your power?" His voice was strong yet firm as if he was demanding an answer from her.

Hank frowned and turned to Hailey nervously since he doesn't want the teenager to feel intimidated by him or cower in fear. But thankfully, she only gave him a small smile. "It's a little complicated," she began, "i can get information about an object just by touching it and in this particular case, i'm able to get information about what had happened here, along with who sent this letter."

"If that's your power, then how were you able to cause that earthquake?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

Hailey's shoulders moved, obviously tensed, but responded nonetheless, "I'm also able to illustrate things or events with my mind. Some of the illustrations can get... physical and real to say the least, but it would certainly drain a lot more of my energy. Most of the time, i can control my powers. But that night, i had a nightmare, which accidentally activated my power and caused the earthquake to happen. Thankfully, that was only an illusion and not physical."

"What's the difference?" Erik questioned.

"An illusion cannot harm anyone, but can cause the body to feel like they are in a real earthquake. But if it's physical, then it could cause harm to everyone, and it's a little hard to tell the difference between the two, because of how real it can make you feel," she explained, before looking down onto the letter and stared at it.

After what felt like an hour to the two men, Hailey looked up, confusion written all over her face. "That's peculiar," she murmured and placed her finger above the letters from old ink. "The letter is written by a mutant, and a powerful one too."

"How powerful?" Erik asked again.

"Perhaps as powerful as you or Charles," Hailey suggested.

"And maybe powerful enough to block you from your memories," Hank said in realization.

"What else do you know about the letter? Could you create an illustration of what you saw after you had touched the letter?" He quickly asked her.

Hailey frowned and shook her head. "That's the peculiar thing about it; something is blocking me from seeing anything that occured around the letter."

"And why is Agatha doing this?" Hank suddenly blurted out. "She kept on pestering us with her powers and prevent us from finding out clues or anything useful!"

"You think Agatha has something to do with this?" Hailey raised her eyebrow. "Well, she's currently our only powerful mutant suspect and we have evidence that she knows Kya- who is supposedly Erik's... wife?" Hank turned to Erik with a questioning look, but he warned him with a glare not to ask any dumb questions that was lingering on his mind at the current moment.

"Don't ask," Erik said to Hailey who just shrugged in response.

"I don't even want know about it," she responded.

Hailey looked down at the letter. "Until we get back to the school, may i keep the letter? I might be able to get somekind of information if i keep it near me for some time." Much to Hank's and Hailey's suprise, Erik nodded in approval as the teenager gently stuffed the letter into the pocket of her jacket. "She might be the only way for me to get my family back together," was the only thing Erik said to Hank as an explanation.

"But how can he get his family back together when he doesn't even know how many family members he has?" Smack.

"Oww- that hurts!"

"Shut it, Peter, you're going to get us caught!" Teresa hissed at him, sighing in relief when she realized that neither Erik or Hank had heard them.

Unbeknownst to Erik and Hank, the team had woken up from their sleep by Hailey since she knew that they wanted to know how the mission was going. To say the least, the team was unamused with how Hailey had woken them up, but was happy to be able to watch them from a safe distance, especially since Erik and Hank doesn't know that they were watching them. Before going on their mission to Westview, the group had secretly been talking to each other to make a plan, seeing as they didn't really trust Erik and Hank. They created a plan to make a scene of argument that was supposed to get the adults' attention and test their acting even more by "accidentally" falling asleep on the mission. Of course, the plan nearly failed because they had actually fallen asleep by accident. However, thankfully, Hailey was there to slap the sleep out of them, much to the team's dismay.

"Well, i doubt we're going to get caught by them now," Ororo remarked as Hailey led Erik and Hank away from the ruined building.

"As planned, Hailey will distract Erik and Hank by leading them around the neighbourhood for a while to ask the neighbours some questions, which should be enough time for us to look around and see the building for ourselves, then get back to the jet as soon as Hailey gives me the signal to do so," Jean told them.

The team began to scatter, remaining only Teresa and Jean together. "If you want to investigate the area, now is the time," she said to Teresa.

"I'll go search the area if you come and accompany me," Teresa offered. "Of course, only if you'd like to do it because i don't want you to do something you don't want to and-"

Teresa shut her mouth as soon as Jean placed her arm over Teresa's arm and intertwine their arms together like a little ribbon. "I would like to," she grinned and Teresa to the ruined building. They looked at it cautiously and carefully as if they were afraid that the ruins of the building might collapse on the clues that might be hidden there.

"Be careful, I don't think you're supposed to step on that, Teresa," Jean watched over Teresa worriedly as she carefully walk on what seemed to be a shaky ruined wall. "Well, this isn't the first time i stepped on something i wasn't supposed to, and it sure won't be the last," she let out a dry chuckle but stopped when she nearly fell down, causing Jean to let out a small shriek of fear.

"I'm alright, i'm alright!" Teresa told Jean in an attempt to comfort her as she jumped off the wall and onto the ground. She turned to Jean and said, "It's your turn now."

"I think i'm very good here, watching over you carefully and all that, because something can easily fall on top of your head and kill you in an instant," Jean murmured the last part mostly to herself worriedly while Teresa rolled her eyes and searched the area for any clues of some sort. Her eyes directed their attention onto a black cloth hiding underneath one of the bricks and she went down and crawl there in an attempt to get it. Jean- who had no idea what Teresa was doing- spoke up, "You do know that place could be unsanitary for many, many years right? I mean, no one even bothered to clean up this mess and who knows how many germs there are there? And do you know how many times it had rained here? Because i don't, but if often, you can also get an infection."

"The only way i'll get an infection is when i start getting worried because you never really get worried about germs before we came here," Teresa replied, using her telekinesis to lift the brick up, "or maybe i should be worried that you're the one getting an infection."

"Said by the mutant who's currently crawling in the ground of a ruined building that has not been cleaned for who knows how long and could have a lot of bacterias," Jean snorted back.

Teresa took the black cloth from the ground and stood back up to her normal height. She groaned in annoyance when she realized that the cloth was torned and dirty. Teresa muttered something under her breath, her hand flickered the black cloth, before it started to float in the air. The black cloth started to fix itself, fashioning into a glove until it looked brand new. Teresa took the glove and inspected it carefully, seeing a small carving of the letter "A" on the bottom corner of the glove. "Who are you, Agatha?" She asked curiously, before placing the glove into her pocket.

"Teresa?" Jean yelled, making the teenager turn to her. "We need to go now! Hailey just gave me the signal and said that Erik had realized that no one is watching us in the ship and he's getting worried."

Teresa nodded and turned back to the spot where she found the glove, reluctantly leaving the area behind before she ran back to Jean.

Meanwhile, in a safe distance, the hooded man was watching over them carefully, an old newspaper in his hand while the other was holding a tight grip onto the tree he was watching them from. The hooded man gently folded the newspaper and tucked it into his coat, before he climbed down from the tree, thinking that no one was watching him.

However, on the streets of Westview, a woman named Agatha who was dressed in back, was watching the hooded man as he climbed down from the tree. She was holding a crossbow in her arms, before aiming the weapon at the hooded man, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Until finally, the bow was pulled away from the crossbow and a group of crows flew into the sky, fleeing far, far away from danger.

Do not copy. Hello everyone! Oh my goodness, i haven't updated in nearly two months and i'm sorry for that. :(

But i updated now and i would say that i actually find this chapter pretty nice. Not like amazing, but i feel pretty good about this chapter. Anyways, if i'm not mistaken, this chapter is longer than the last one and that's because it's worth around 2 chapters. Hopefully, you'll like this chapter as much as i do or more.

Who do you think Agatha is to Teresa? Did she kill the hooded man? What was the content of the newspaper the hooded man was holding? Is the hooded man still alive? Even if he is, what kind of letter will he send to Teresa? And does Teresa know who Agatha is?