Brighid drove across the city in record time. When the sun began to set on the horizon she had already passed over the whitewater of the Miskatonic river, leaving it behind.<br/>She took Armitage St and the onto the left on Independence Square on Peabody Ave.<br/>There was little traffic and even less people on the streets.<br/><br/>Finally she took another turn to the left on Derby St. Half of the sun was already set on the horizon, the clouds were light red, the sky was almost grey, a pale blue.<br/>Brighid drove slowly on the street, looking at the numbers: two, six, eight... she was getting closer, the 13th must be the last on the block.<br/><br/>Ahead of her there was another car, it was a powerful LaFayette automobile. The engine was running and there was somebody at the wheel, like waiting for somebody.<br/>Suddenly from the last house on the block two big man exited holding some kind of big bag or a sack. The two men were running to the car and "struggling" with the bag, that was very odd, it was like if the bag was "moving", and then from the side of the bag she saw a human head... gagged with some rope.<br/><br/>Just in the same moment the two men were entering into the car, Brighid saw everything clear. The house the men exited was the 13th, and most likely the person in the bag, being kidnapped, was Nigel Nair Naberhaus....