Argus checks the pouch carefully.
Argus: The deputy's name has been signed on the lower right corner for most files.
Argus: Except one, just one—where his signature is on top.
Argus: This has gotta be something.
She pops another two candies down, as her eye regains focus in the dark.
Argus: If I break this seal off, it ain't going back on ... F**k it.
Argus: I'll just read it fast.
Argus browses the file at lightning speed. Her eye shines brightly, too brightly perhaps, as a trickle of red pools under her eyelid.
Argus: "1961 ... 1963 ... 1966 ... Missing Hippie, case closed."
Argus: But, not this one.
Argus: "October, 1984 ... ritual sacrifices found near the crime scene ..."
Argus: "Animal furs scattered around the scene. The blood is confirmed to be non-human ..."
Argus: "1985 ... Texas rangers officially take charge due to slow progress ..."
Argus: ...
Argus: And after that ... nothing? But there were still missing people around here even up to last year.
Argus: Kayla, why did you come to this place?
Argus: All these cases ... and they only solved three of them.
Argus: Almost all of the victims appear to have gone missing after being sighted near the Rio, but none of them seem to have been going to Mexico.
Argus: Kayla ...
Argus: No!
Argus stares at the files.
Veins run up her head and fists, like a nest of snakes ready to attack.
Argus: No.
Argus: If they ... if these humans can't find her ...
Argus: I'll do their job for them.
Argus: I'm the only one who can.
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