Natalie looked down at her tattoo. There was just something strange about it. She had always wanted to get one at some point but she couldn’t remember going out and getting this one even though it was the tattoo she had always wanted. It was a unicorn crossing a rainbow with a stream of different colored hearts behind it.
“Why can’t I remember getting you?”
She was so lost in thought she didn’t hear Daphne come up behind her.
“Are you talking to yourself?”
“Holy **** girl you scared me.”
Daphne raised her eyebrow and said, “Are you still obsessing over not remembering the night we got our tats?”
Natalie looked at her friend and nodded.
“Why can’t I remember?”
“You were drunk. That’s the only way you would have the guts to get one.”
Natalie knew that was probably it but she couldn’t get rid of the nagging feeling that something strange happened when she got the tattoo on her wrist.
“Come on let’s go out and do something fun. Stop obsessing over your tattoo. It is fabulous. You’re fabulous. There’s nothing more to say about it.”
Natalie nodded. She knew Daphne was right so she decided to go out and get her shop on with her best friend. For the rest of the day she was able to stop thinking about her tattoo and the feeling that something was wrong. That night she went to bed and had a strange dream. She woke up in a cold sweat not remembering what she had dreamed but totally freaked out about it. She took a shower and tried to calm herself down. She knew she was being ridiculous but she couldn’t shake the feeling that her tattoo was haunted. When she stepped out of the shower she screamed when she was a little girl standing before her in a white nightgown. She had a red slash across her neck that was seeping blood.
Natalie ran out of the bathroom screaming. She was so scared that she didn’t even realize she was naked until she found herself out in the hallway with her pervy neighbor leering at her.
“Ground swallow me up right now.”
She walked back inside her apartment and noticed Daphne sitting there with her kitty Hedwig.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“I think I have. Do you think it’s possible for a tattoo to be haunted?”
She jumped when she heard a knock at the door. She knew it was the pervy neighbor Bob. He would often go out into the hallway with his robe undone. He would accidentally on purpose show off his goods when picking up his newspaper each morning. She ran to her bedroom. She heard Daphne answer the door and heard her tell off Bob. Luckily for her Bob was afraid of Daphne so she let her friend take care of any encounters with him. She walked over to her closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She got dressed and was putting on her shoes when she saw the girl again.
Natalie closed her eyes and counted to ten before she opened them. The little girl was still there.
“Go away. You aren’t real. Haunt someone else.”
The little girl stayed there for a few seconds before she faded away.
“Oh great now I feel bad.”
Natalie didn’t know what to do. She grabbed her laptop and went online looking for murders involving a little girl and a slashed neck. She couldn’t find anything which was strange.
“I would think that the murder of a little girl would be big news.”
Then it hit her. Maybe she was meant to find the body of this little girl so she’d be able to get justice and rest in peace.
“Why couldn’t she find someone else like Veronica Mars?”
“Talking to yourself again? This is getting to be a habit.”
“Stop doing that. I’m going to get you a bell.”
“So what’s going on?”
Natalie was so glad to have Daphne in her life. If it was someone else she would never have the nerve to tell her what was going on.
“I think the little girl I saw was murdered and that somehow her spirit has become attached to my tattoo until I find her body. What should I do?”
“Well I think you should tell me what she looks like so we can figure out who this little girl is.”
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
That night Natalie felt better knowing that she was going to somehow find out who this little girl was and find her so justice could be served.
Natalie woke up to find the little girl standing in front of her. She didn’t freak out this time and managed to talk to the little girl.
“What’s your name?”
“Do you know where uh your body is?”
She shook her head.
“Scared. Dark. So cold. So very cold.”
Natalie told Daphne that she found out the name of the little girl. They searched for her online and found out that she’d been reported missing on the exact same day that Natalie was born.
“That’s so creepy.”
“What are you going to do now?”
Natalie looked at Daphne and shrugged.
“I don’t know.”
Natalie shivered. It felt like someone was walking across her grave. She had a memory of when she was a small child. There was a carnival that her parents took her to that creeped her out.
“Oh my god I think I know where Jane’s body is.”
She ran to her car and got inside. She waited for Daphne to get to the car before driving off to Clancy Carnival which was now deserted. She got out of the car and ran around the park until she found a skull and some clothing next to the carousel. She pulled her phone out and called 911.