<a class="link link--external" href="https://celebmafia.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/mellisa-clarke-photoshoot-for-disturbia-clothing-2017-30.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><i>Jamie</i></a>&<a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b6/8c/97/b68c9794d4e5adb4f58c652783eca301--androgynous-models-beautiful-boys.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><i>Gilly</i></a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Jamie had been a bit surprised when Gilly called her up out of nowhere and invited her to join him for a dare to break into the old mansion.  It had been a while since the two had met, or even talked but she was certainly up for it. Things had been slow and lately she had begun to feel the effects of going to The Zone with a bit more severity than before. It was time to take a break which meant that much of her income would dwindle and she'd be stuck scavenging garbage containers and shop-lifting for the foreseeable future.<br/><br/>They had met up near O'Malley's, the bar where Jamie usually hung out to get drunk and score drugs, about a block and a half from her so-called home at the Tabula Rasa. She was in skin tight black jeans with a few tears down the front and one just below her ass on the left leg, a dark grey t-shirt under her signature leather jacket that read, on the back, We Are The Daughters of the Witches You Could Not Burn. On her feet we're a pair of sturdy, slightly too big, black combat boots. She had her butterfly knife in her back and her brass knuckles in the right pocket of her jacket. She never left home without either of them. She was almost sober as well, having decided to only have the one whisky at O'Malley's.<br/><br/>"So you guys just decided to what? Break into a haunted house to see some fabled old art of a clearly deranged psych doc?" she said as she and Gilly approached the mansion.<br/>"Yea. I mean it's just been hanging there on the walls forever and there's some weird clause in the old man's will that they must never be removed and well it seems the current owner, whoever that might be, probably that weird doctor at Wonderland, feels the same way."<br/>Jamie nodded as they came up to the front of the mansion, which even in it's dilapidated state signalled that it had once been grand.<br/>"And you want me along as what, burglar, to get you inside?"<br/>She stuck her hands into the front pockets of her jeans.<br/>"Or to draw away the attention of whatever lurks in there from yourselves?<br/>Gilly shrugged and gave her a playfully light punch on the shoulder as they came up behind the Newkirk siblings.<br/>"Hey," he said.<br/>"This is Jamie. You might know her from some of my work."<br/>Jamie shrugged but did smile at the two.