Behind The Cloud Of Smog...
"There's no more." She showed the scroll in her hand. Teresa held the end of it which was clearly not the end because the fabric was torn indicating there was more to it.
"But where's the rest of it? There has to be more." Teresa murmured looking at the scroll confused and tensed. She walked back to the racks Sia found the scroll on.
They kept looking for the rest of the scroll or if there was a complete copy of it. However, searching thru the racks and shelves proved not fruitful in any manner for hours they spent looking.
Tired, Teresa laid back on the couch seemingly feeling more anxious than before.
"Let's just go thru what we have once more, okay? May be we'll find a clue in it without needing the rest of it." Sia who was on most occasions a pessimist decided the situation called for being a little uplifting, since Teresa was already in a place that didn't need to get further dark.
