FIFTH TRIAL

[splitaseam]

[As the Stretching Room descends, there is a long pause before Oogie says anything.]

What? You wanna 'nother speech? You ain't getting one!

[New day, brand new epitaphs for our dearly departed awaiting in this graveyard.

Here lies Demyx
All he wanted was a heart
But he ended up torn apart

Here lies Kiara
Our most beloved kitty
Now ready to sit pretty

Here lies Tip
She wanted to think ahead
And ended up torn to shreds

Only a dozen of you guys left, think you can figure out whodunit?]

Come on, I ain't gettin any younger here!

Comments

[toogoodforhim]

Or what.

[No, say it.]

[whistlenotchirp]

[No he doesn't want to.]

...Kiara was a sweet girl. One of the few cats I'd trust never to eat me. Hell, the only cat I'd trust never to eat me.

But this is a trial. Its something we have to keep in mind.

[toogoodforhim]

No. If I'm wrong, I'll bet my life on it, but. Someone else was there. Someone else took Tip's head and... left it outside.

Someone else hunted down Kiara and- and killed her like game.

[whistlenotchirp]

...Well.

[He considers.]

That would explain the blood stain on Tip's door. It looked like something a human could make, not a lion.

[toogoodforhim]

... Blood stain?

Ford- Ford! The bottle! It had blood stains on it, too!

[sixfingeredstan]

It did. The soap bubble bottle Lefou found out in the graveyard had blood smears. Could it have been something the killer retrieved from her room...?

[whistlenotchirp]

Possibly. I couldn't get inside and I wouldn't know what to look for if I did.

[He is but one tiny man.]

[toogoodforhim]

[Well, we've once again successfully exonerated the one person without thumbs.

Even posthumously.]

[ilovepuppies]

It could've been an accident.

[lord knows everybody here is familiar with accidents happening.]

[whistlenotchirp]

...Yeah. Its the only way she would be responsible for such a thing.