The Bag - Discovery

This microfiction is part of a series. In order:

The Bag; Jason's Dilemma; The Girl; Jason and the Girl; The Skewered Apple; Girl, Disrupted; Reward; Him; Master of the Games/The Guard;

You may want to visit those first for context.

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The day was drifting. Jason drank coffee and perused the article that he had found. It was brief and vague. It stated that a girl, Ella Smith, had gone missing. It didn't say if anyone was looking for her. It didn't say what had happened. There wasn't a number to call for information.

Ella. Jason could feel something pricking the back of his mind, insistently trying to make its way to the front. It was like he could retrieve it but something was stopping him. He wished the girl was here and could talk so he could just ask her.

The girl, Ella, was there, but with weakened power, she could not make herself seen or heard. She was watching and willing Jason to recall because once he did, like a valve, he'd open and she could use him. A connection would be made, a conduit established. It was risky to them both but she did not see that they had any other option. It was unlikely He knew about conduits. And this wasn't just about saving themselves; this was about something much bigger.

If he could just remember...

Time to look in the bag. He took out items he viewed as important onto the table.

The notebook. He would come back to that. At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything on further pages than the one he'd already looked at.

The purse. Leather, a simple zip. Inside, some coins: British, Euros; and a badge depicting the head of an old bearded man on the body of a strongman with "Survival of the Fittest?" in lettering over the top. Charles Darwin presumably. Significant?

He flicked through the book. Bits were underlined - no notes. The title: "Controlling Your Mind" by M. Loveridge. Some sort of self help book?

Then, receipts.

Two were for food. The third was a bar bill. The Skewered Apple! And it was at this point that Jason started to remember...

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What does Jason remember?

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