Unknown watched as the sun rose above the horizon, painting the sky its usual purples and oranges. Nothing. Nothing had happened. Not a peep. Not a scream. Not even a creak from the old house behind her. All was quiet. Normal quiet at least. There were still a few animals beating and squawking out in the bayou during the night, but even they seemed to know want to draw attention to themselves. But now the sun was coming up and the thing had let to attack in daylight. Yet being the key word. Unknown knew it would only be a matter of time before it happened. Every kill had to bring it some kind of power gain. She just wish she knew how.<br/><br/>"Damn...Another night wasted." Moving away from the porch, she started off back toward the main part of town. She needed to do more research on what they might be dealing with out here. Human experimentation was always a possibility, but one she didn't think actually happened. The Historical Society was occult and magical base. Not science. She was leaning more towards demons or beings like her that was more magic than science. Werewolves. Vampires. Mages that had unlocked dark secrets. All were possible candidates. The sacrifices didn't help matters. Only bad things came from when infants or children had their blood spilled.<br/><br/>Very bad things. She just hope they found it before it found them.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jasper looked up as the phone rang on the wall. She had survived another night out in the bayou. Not that it had ever been close. Most things didn't bother big cats and most things didn't bother climbing trees either. Helped that everything had been quiet for weeks now. The most dangerous times were sunrise and sunset. Those twilight hours when it wasn't quite dark and not quite light. Everything was out then and she tried to avoid that at all costs. It was something small she did to keep alive.<br/><br/>Just like now as she listened to the hostess take down a breakfast order. Her hands were in the dish water, scrubbing at the same plate as she strained her ears to listen. A breakfast order for delivery. Such a weird thing that this place did. Then again, considering most people don't leave their houses, she figured it would be a smart business move to start it. She wondered who would deliver it as the hostess hung up and yelled out the order to the cook. They had trouble keeping the workers they had. Hence why she was able to get something such as this in a town like this. They were desperate to have someone that could stay past sunset or come in before sunrise. Which is what she was wiling to do. They never gave her any of the hard jobs, but that was okay with her. It was something to do.<br/><br/>So it was with some surprise about twenty minutes later when she felt the tap on her shoulder. Turning to look at the hostess, she blinked at the bag that was held out to her. "Umm....Yes ma'am?"<br/><br/>The hostess didn't mince words. "I need you to take this order. You are the only one...We can spare." The look on her face said she wish she was sending anyone else but Jasper. But like she said, no one else was around that she could send. The wait staff was slowly trickling in, but not anyone she could spare. Other than this dishwasher off the streets. Maybe it would just be a quick drop off. After all, no one would probably look at her too closely.<br/><br/>Jasper nodded and dried off her hands before taking the bag. "Yes ma'am." It was a big step up and she knew if she blew it, she couldn't come back here. Then again, she could also take the food and run with it. It might feed her for a couple of days if she could play her cards right. But that would be a huge bet and risk. This job was comfy. It was good. It provided a little bit of meals everyday and gave her something to do.<br/><br/>She mulled over her options as she started walking towards the motel. In the end, she decided to deliver the food. What harm could it bring? She decided it was nothing as she arrived at her detestation and lifted a hand to knock.