Riley & NullRiley and that girl from science class (Neither Casey or Ciara - it's Null Pointe) check the body. Riley's trying not to throw up while Null gets a weird smirk on her face.
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: 5] [
: 1] (One of you found something nobody knows about while the other just found came to the wrong conclusion.)
Clarissa's been stabbed a lot, but that didn't kill her. It looks like strangulation judging by the ropeburn around her neck.
"Heck," says Riley, wrinkling her nose at the body. "Seeing her like this, she's... she looks so..."
"Tasty?" offers Null.
Riley stares. "Uh, I wouldn't... I was thinking more," she kneels down and examines her arm. "I mean, I'm not a cop, but she's been murdered, right? And she's been dead for a month at least, but... I'm not a cop or anything but it looks like she's been bleeding recently, you know? How can you bleed that long?"
Null kneels down and strokes Clarissa's arm. "Nah, these wounds can't be new," Null says. She traces her finger across her jawline. "Look at her face. She's so peaceful. When people don't want to die, their faces twist up, eyes shut tight... She knew this would happen. This was willing."
Riley stares at Null. "Uh," she says. "Sure."
Anthony & Louise[Anthony: 2] [Louise: 4] While those two creeps play with the body, Anthony steps up to Clive.
"You," he jabs his finger. "Calm the fuck down and let her talk, man!"
"We gotta detain her," says Clive, fighting back tears. "She's a suspect."
"She was already dead!" Louise breaks into terrified sobs, shaking so bad Clive drops her at his feet. "She was already dead..."
idontwanttobedeadlouiseClive stares at Louise's huddle, eyes unfocused. He digs out his cell phone and dials it.
"Whoa whoa," says Anthony. "Who are you calling?"
"Calling the cops," Clive narrows his eyes at Anthony. "Like you should have done five minutes ago."
Mark[4] Nearly tripping on the tails of your trenchcoat, you walk up the stairs. Louise is crying on the floor, those the new chick and that girl from science class are playing with a corpse, and it looks like Anthony an Clive are squaring off.
Lot of options open to you from here... lots of weaknesses to exploit.
David[5] ""It's a long story I was never told," you say. "Why aren't you with the others freaking out over whatever is upstairs?"
Jane rolls her eyes. "I dunno, it feels..." she sighs. "I mean, I bet they're screaming cos Freakin' Todd just poured beer all over Anthony and now they got in a fight..."
"Yeah," you nod. "The usual bullshit."
"Exactly!" she points her palms up. "It's so predictable and stupid. And they're all the same... And..." her eyes glance downward and her brow creases. "I guess I'm kind of worried that I'm like them as well, really?"
You shake your head. "You aren't."
She brushes aside her hair from her forehead. "You know, I feel like going home," she looks into your eyes. "You wouldn't, uh, mind walking with me? If you're leaving too, I mean."
...
Shit, did you just hook the hottest girl in school trying to make smalltalk?
Maybe you shouldn't. You came here for Louise. Can you really abandon that?
But, then again, a bird in the hand...