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Several hours ago in the pizzeria Traxton fell to the ground having what looked like a seizure. "Traxton you ok?" Fal asked trying to get anything from him. But seeing it was an attack of some kind he called an ambulance and kept checking his pulse as be brought him out the front. Moments later the ambulance and rushed him off to hospital where he was put under P.E.T. scans and other systems to check his brain. The scans showed no evidence of seizure and he had no history. This baffled the doctors but luckily he stopped shortly after being in the ambulance. Fal tried contacting someone but couldn't find anyone. He was with Traxton on the ride but needed to file this at the station.

"Your ok Mr Traxton. Your in hospital in care. You had some kind of attack but there seems to be no damage. We will need to keep you in over night or maybe two nights to run some more scans and make sure your fine. Your partner brought you in and the station will be covering this since they aren't taking the case being a contributor out." He says signing a clip board. "We see no evidence of poisoning however but will need you to answer a few questions with us a little later on what happened."

Traxton blinked. "How long was I out for?"He asked. "What ever the hell that was only felt like a few minutes.... twenty at most. Hospital's on the other side of town from the old pizzeria..."Traxton thought. "Could get a phone or something to call my partner down here?"Traxton asked.

"Not for now I am sorry to say. And you where out for three hours. The thing about dreams is they can feel like second or even days and be over several hours or often minutes before waking." The doctor explains.

"Well, when can I call him down here?"Traxton asked.

"We are not sure. Maybe in the morning." The doctor says as a nurse comes in. "But for now just sit back, relax and have something to eat."

"Not hungry"Traxton said.

November 7th 1987
Saturday 9:30 AM
After Traxtons attack of sorts Fal went to the station in order to put the report to use. He had all the photos properly developed and began to examine them all while Traxton was in the hospital. The following day he came in early in the morning to check on him. "How is he going?" Fal asks a nearby doctor. "Good his making a recovery. Not sure what happened looked like a type of seizure but no brain damage occurred. It's a bit of a mystery." He says looking interested. "But if all checks out he could be out by the afternoon." Fal nods glad to hear good news. "Thanks." He says walking in. "Hey pal you ok?"

"Finally."Traxton said, sitting up and turning with his legs hanging off the side of the bed, once the doctor, that had been in the room before Fal showed up, had left. "Okay, I know we can't use this in the investigation, and I know it probably means I'm crazy, but last night when I touched that yellow rabbit I had some kind flashback or something."Traxton explained. "This was happening all while we were at the old pizzeria too."Traxton added. "Anyway, I touched the robot and suddenly, the room was all cleaned up. There wasn't any water damage, the robot was gone, and hte place smelled like crappy pizza. This also happened in the security office when I touched the button, and in the main room when I leaned on the stage. Anyways, I left the room we were in and went into the main room. A security guard passed by dragging that robot behind him and went to the room we were in. He left, went to the kitchen and got a knife, before going in the empty room you said had cables or something in it. I think it was parts and services, not sure."Traxton said. "Before I woke up here, heard kids screaming in the parts and services room after the guard went in it with the knife."Traxton said. "I think that was the guy who kidnapped the kids."Traxton said.

Fal took everything he was saying into consideration. The way he described the scene was interesting. "You sure it wasn't a dream? I mean you did have some kind of episode? But the way you say it I feel inclined to believe you? Or maybe your just thinking too strongly about this?" Fal questions both you and himself. "Either way a 'vision' or 'flashback' wouldn't hold up on the case." He leans on the wall next to you thinking.

"I'm sure it wasn't a dream."Traxton said. "And I know we can't use it."Traxton said. He was silent for a bit, before an idea crossed his mind. "After we're done here, we need to go by the retirement home"Traxton said.

Fal looked confused. "The retirement home? Why there?" He asked wondering if you somehow came onto a lead.

"This doesn't have much to do with the case, but I think itm ight be able to help me."Traxton said. "My grandma's living there. Throughout her life she always said she saw weird things most people didn't. I'm thinking she might be able to help explain the weird flashbacks."Traxton said.

"Well it could give us something. Could be some inherited seizure like disorder? Or maybe your psychic I don't know." He says laughing at his own joke of a comment. "When would you like to do that?" Fal asks peeking at the medical sheet at the end of the bed.

"I dunno, but I think that I'm getting what ever she had."Traxton said. "And I want to go out there as soon as possible."Traxton said.

Fal nodded and went to the doctors. He came back after a few minutes smiling. "Looks like you will be out by afternoon. All we need is some things signed by you and the sargent. I will go get them signed and be back to pick you up in about an hour. Rest up." He smiles and hands you a form to sign as he leaves.

Traxton signed the form and waited. Several hours later, after Fal did all he needed to do and had the Sergeant sign what was needed, Traaxton was released. as he went down to the lobby to wait, Traxton could feel and see all kinds of weird things. Out of the corners of his eyes he could see people, but they were blurry, and had a greyish blue tint to them. When ever he'd turn to look directly at them they'd vanish. He also kept getting mixed feelings of dread, sadness, anger, joy, and a whole slew of other emotions. "I swear to god the sooner I get to my Grandma the better."Traxton groaned as he got to the lobby.

Fal was parked directly out front and waved him over. "Traxton you feeling ok?" He asks noticing the look of concern on his face. Fal had the door open for him and was ready to go when Traxton sat down.

"Yeah I'm. Picking up alot of weird stuff in the hospital."Traxton as he got in the car. "Ok, off to the Retirement home!"Traxton declared once in the car.

Fal began to drive through the streets and around cars as they went to the other end of town for the retirement home. "So what kind of things did she used to see?"

"Well, when I was little, my Great Grandma told me that my Grandma used to tell her that she saw ghosts. My Great Grandma thought it was just an over active imagination. Eventually my Grandma stopped bringing it up. Come 1973 her huband died from a heart attack. A week later she kept telling us that she was seeing her husband around the house and brought up how she was seeing other people who had passed, and that she'd get weird feelings when she walked into some places."Traxton said. "Last time I spoke to her she was still saying she was seeing ghosts and everything. Heck, before that she told me she'd made some money off of that in the past by helping friends get into contact with passed loved ones."Traxton explained.