Now that the nursery was finished (until Kaylee decided to change something again), she had been spending a lot of time in the room reading and just looking around. This gave Korbin time to look at the letter from their “friend” again and do a little more research into something that kept jumping out at him.
He was glad he did it without Kaylee there. What he found was a bit disturbing.
He had noticed the word leak was used a few times in the letter so he wanted to see if there was anything other than the sinkhole that would connect that word to Baltimore. He found a place called Leakin Park.
It seems that this park is a dumping ground for bodies. There’s even mention of a serial killer or two. He really hoped this game case isn’t leading us to any of those. That would be disturbing since the big one mentioned involved children.
He turned the computer off making sure to delete the search from the history so Kaylee wouldn’t find it. That was definitely not going to be written down in the notebook. That would upset her too much right now.
He went into the nursery and smiled as he watched her for a few minutes. They had been friends since they were toddlers. He wasn’t sure why they had never dated before. Not that it mattered now.
“You don’t have to get up. You looked comfortable in the chair.” He helped her set back down.
“I was wondering if you wanted to work on any of the other things in the box.”
Kaylee gave a little giggle. “You are enjoying it, aren’t you? I knew you would.”
“You were right.”
“I won’t say that.” He smiled and held up the swan card. “Want to tackle this one?”
She nodded and stood up. “Let’s take a picture of it then put it in the google image search and see what comes up.”
Korbin followed Kaylee to the computer. He watched her search the image on the card and was amazed at how many things popped up for it. He watched her click on a picture that looked like the card.
“It’s from this book here that was printed in London in 1820. Infants Cabinet of Birds and Beasts.”
“It is on the same page as a vulture. May want to write this all down. It could be important to the game.”
Korbin wrote it down as she did more research on the card.
“Korbin, didn’t the letter say something about wishing he had a pen?”
He checked the letter before answering her. “Yeah. Why?”
“A female swan is called a pen. There’s also a ballet that was performed in Baltimore called The Swan that was about a serial killer who used a pen maul as his weapon.” Kaylee looked over at Korbin who was just standing there like he was lost in thought. “Write all of this down, then you can tell me what you are thinking.”
He quickly wrote all of the stuff down in the notebook. “There is a swan connection to Poe. More than one actually.”
He sat down on the floor beside the computer to talk to her. “Poe proposed to a woman named Sarah Helen Whitman in a place called Swan Point Cemetery. It wasn’t in Baltimore though. It was in Providence.”
Kaylee gave him an odd look. “You really do know way too much about that man, you know.”
Korbin blushed a little and shrugged. “I was fascinated with him during high school. I wanted to learn everything I could about him.”
“Sounds more like an obsession than a fascination.”
He held up the notebook. “And look how much help it has been with this.”
She knew he had a point there. “You said there was more than one connection. What else?”
“He wrote a poem called Fanny that references a dying swan.”
She frowned a little thinking about that. “That’s a bit morbid. Very Poe-like. Anything else?”
He nodded. “Just one more that I can think of right now. Poe wrote a short story called William Wilson. It was the inspiration for the movie Black Swan.”
“Wasn’t that the movie about the ballerina who kind of turned evil and dies?”
“Swans and ballets. I would definitely say there’s a connection to Poe with that. Write it down.”
They spent more time researching the swan and not finding much else until suddenly Kaylee called out. “Bring me that star chart. I may have found something.”
Korbin grabbed the chart and took it to her. “What did you find?”
Kaylee pointed to the constelation at the top of the chart with the name Cygnus. “Listen to this about Cygnus.” She turned back to the computer and read something to him. “Although most obviously a swan in Europe, Cygnus had, like Lyra, once been seen as a vulture, making it an obvious destination for those human souls being accompanied into the afterlife by a psychopomp (Greek for ‘soul carrier’) in the guise of the celestial vulture.” She read more to Korbin about Cygnus and Lyra and a harp.
Korbin turned the star chart over and looked at the object taped to the back.
“I bet this is a harp string. Maybe we can take it to a music store and see if they know for sure.”
Kaylee nodded and smiled. “We can do that tomorrow. It’s too late to do it tonight. I do have another idea for tonight though.”
She turned off the computer and grabbed Korbin’s hand. She pulled him outside and grinned as she laid down on the ground. “I won’t be able to do this much longer.”
“Your belly will make it too hard for you to get up and down.” He kissed her cheek and smiled. “I would be here to help you though.”
“You are too sweet. Now lay down here with me. Let’s see if we can find Cygnus and Lyra.”