Synagogue

I'm shaking right now. Some stuff happened. I should probably keep things chronological. Despite the last part being far more uh.. what's the word? Urgent? Important? Fucked up? One of those probably.

First things first I guess. I Went to the synagogue. Like I said I would. I only ever went there with my mother so being there alone was odd. My mother is jewish and she tried to teach me all the important stuff about her religion and culture. It didn't exactly stick though. Maybe if she had been around more that would be different.

Don't get me wrong. I liked learning these things, going to the synagogue, celebrating the holidays and all that stuff. Mostly blowing the shofar, I enjoyed doing that, never got any good at it though. It's just that my father isn't jewish and barely knows anything about all that stuff. Which means my mother is the only one who knows how to do all the ritual stuff. Also my fathers atheism rubbed off on me. So I never got into the religious side of things.

I'm getting sidetracked. My point is that I felt slightly out of my element at the synagogue without my mother guiding me. You know that feeling when you’re in a place that’s familiar but a key part of it is off? Like being at school at night or something. That’s how I felt. Luckily the people there recognized me so they helped me out. They pointed me to one of the local Rabbi who had know my mother for a long time.

I was glad he was there because I already met him a few years earlier. Which made it much easier to explain my situation. We sat down in a side room where we could talk privately. When I told him why I was there he sighed. He said I really shouldn't get involved with this.

I told him I had no choice, that the police is actively making things worse instead of helping. So I'm the only one who can find my mother. He put up his hand and said he knew. He lowered the volume of his voice and said the police was never going to look for my mother. He again repeated that even so I really shouldn't get involved with this. It was far too dangerous. I said I didn't care because If I don't do this would lose both my parents. He nodded and sighed. He agreed to talk about it.

He said that he hadn't seen my mother since last year. However he did get a text from her on the day she went missing. When he tried texting back he got an alert that the message could not be delivered. He tried again several times but just got the same result each time.

I asked what the message said. So he showed it to me. It was very.. odd. I honestly had no idea what it meant. It read:

“Nrgl.'s Wolf on trail. Need Cage. C V Grey/ 1-BLS-165”

Was she saying she was being followed by someone's wolf? Did she need a cage to capture a wolf? What's a wolf doing in the middle of this city? I'm pretty sure there are no wolves anywhere near here. Who or what is Nrgl? Also is that a code of some sort at the end? I'm so confused.

I asked the rabbi if he knew what it meant but he just shook his head. I asked if the police knew about this. He said he didn't tell them and wasn't going to. Before I could freak out, because I WAS going to freak out, he said that the police were probably in on it so they can't be trusted.

“In on what?!” I asked him.

“I'm sorry but I've already said too much. Just, whatever you do, do NOT go to the police. They can not be trusted. Stay away from them. Time is up, you have to go now.”

Before I could respond he got up and opened the door. I was confused and had so many questions but he seemed serious. So I walked out of the room. I Think I heard him whisper something when I walked away. I’m not sure what it was but it sounded like he wished me good luck? I’m not sure.

Still very confused I headed home. While I was lost in thought I stopped paying attention to what was happening around me. Which was a huge mistake.

Suddenly I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me into an alleyway. I tried to scream but another hand pressed itself against my mouth.

Then there was a push and I felt my back being slammed against the wall.

“Little girls like you should really pay more attention to where they're going. Especially when they're putting their noses in places they really shouldn't be.” A man in a green hoodie said while he pinned me against the wall. I struggled to get free, tried to kick him off of me. He was too strong.

“I get it though. You miss your mommy. Unfortunately she's .. busy right now. So we can't have you disturbing her while she works. So I'm here to-”

While he was talking I managed to grab my can of pepper spray and sprayed it straight in his face. He screamed, I pushed and ran.

I didn't stop running even when I thought I had lost him. Since I didn't want to be home alone I ran to a friends house instead. Hopefully safer this way. Pepper spray is illegal here but a girl like me has to protect herself somehow.

Also I noticed something about my attackers clothes. On his hoodie there was symbol painted on with yellow paint or something. It looked kinda like a Roman number 20. But with a line on top and another one under it. Like this:

I drew this on a napkin and my camera is shit so I apologize for the poor quality. I'm not sure why but I get the feeling it's an important clue somehow.

I should probably end it here. This post has gone on long enough and I really need some sleep. Will update when I find any new information.