Third Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Two people have already died this week, but no matter how you look at it, the requirements for The Narrator to call off the motive still haven’t been met yet. And with a motive that affects so many, it’s hard to believe that no one else will die this week.

At least, when everyone wakes up today, they’ll find that there’s absolutely nothing off with the second floor.

Investigate anyway?]

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[It does, but, if Chip has any knowledge in cuts, it looks like someone stabbed her rather than sliced her neck.]

[nocasetoobig]

[He knows the difference between puncture and slashing damage, does that count? He swallows down the lump, and climbs up on to her again. If her eyes are open, he'll close them before moving on with looking at the rest of her.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Her eyes are already closed, it seems.

And there appears to be... something in her mouth.]

[nocasetoobig]

[............................................

Is it fucking coin.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It is.]

[nocasetoobig]

[popping that mouth closed again and resting his head against her chin for a second. A deep breath, and...now he'll move on. How about her torso area, including her arms?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well there's a creepy shield lying over her body, first of all.]

[nocasetoobig]

[Chip's...not sure he's seen something like that before. In fact he's pretty sure he hasn't. Is it hiding anything? Because he sure is looking under it.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It isn't necessarily hiding anything, but as he looks under the shield it should hit him just how horribly blood stained Thalia's shirt is.]

[nocasetoobig]

[he hates this and whomever did this. because he sure is crawling under there to see if there's any wounds on her torso. Or is that blood all from her neck?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The only wound is the one in her neck.

And, as Chip moves about, he will quickly notice that her body is damp with something else, too.]

[nocasetoobig]

[...with what? Does it have a scent?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It does! It smells like oil.]

[nocasetoobig]

[well at least she wasn't LIT ON FIRE

Chip scurries out from underneath the shield if there's nothing else to see here. Something strikes him; Thalia was always a fighter. Are there any signs she fought back against whoever did this?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[That's odd.

There's no defensive wounds at all, nor are there any signs that she fought back.]

[nocasetoobig]

[So either she was surprised, or...

Chip doesn't want to think about this very much. Not yet. He's still numb from her dying, he's just...

He takes a breath, and takes another look at the body. Just...looking for anything he missed.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It kind of looks like the blood was smeared onto her shirt and skin, if Chip looks close enough.

And is there something in her pocket?]

[nocasetoobig]

[Considering her neck's the only wound, that makes sense.

So, boss- what has she got in her pocketses? Chip would feel bad, but it might be a clue!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's a note! Read it?]

[nocasetoobig]

[Darn tootin'!]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's a neatly typed note. It simply states:]

I have no control how the pictures are taken, but he will vanish from existence if enough deaths don’t happen.