week 1; thursday night (curfew); jade vine farm

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[It's nearly time for bed on Thursday and Noah is nowhere to be found. Weird, but Healy doesn't think too much of it... until he tries the door to their cottage. No dice. So much for checking outside for the guy.]

We're locked in.

[He says it matter-of-factly. If he's concerned, he doesn't show it. He tries the door again, but it's jammed up tight.]

And Noah's likely locked out. Anyone know if he was planning a sleepover?

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[???]

Really? That's your theory?

[lovebombing]

That, or someone is murdering someone RIGHT NOW.






Or just yardwork.

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You gonna feel good about making light of that if someone winds up dead come morning?

[lovebombing]

I'm really not making light, I'm not! I mean...this all feels like deja vu to me. In a bad way.

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How do you mean?

[lovebombing]

I was in a place before. It was called Penacony. A city of dreams, literally.

Heard through the grapevine that...people may have died there. Under the veneer of a good beautiful city...

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[He frowns, puzzled.]

Death is part of life, man. That can't be a new concept to you. Doesn't matter how nice a place is.

[collisionheart]

[ amy is struck by the knowing that sampo knows how deep to bury bodies. ]

[lovebombing]

[CAN'T A GUY KNOW THINGS HE WATCHED DISCOVERY CHANNEL OR SOMETHING (CITATION NEEDED)]

[collisionheart]

[ CITATION IS NEEDED!!!!! CITATION!!! NEEDED!!! ]

[truthdefiler]

Is mentioning the possibility really making light? We all knew people would die. Lying about it and pretending like everything's fine does absolutely nothing for nobody.

[rightmove]

[He sighs.]

It was the tone. Anyway, that's not what I said. The best thing we can do now is stay calm.

[truthdefiler]

Oh noooooooo, death is mayyyyyybe happpeninggggg!

Is that better?

[truthdefiler]

That's my theory, yes.

[lovebombing]

Then...Noah...

[They're probably all safe here but...where is he...]

[truthdefiler]

[Erika's tone takes on a gentler air.]

There's nothing we can do for him from here.

He might have just gone to visit Mio-san, or he might be stuck somewhere else. We'll see once the morning comes.

[lovebombing]

[He's silent for a moment as he looks at the door.]

Do you think there will be a mystery to solve tomorrow, detective?

[truthdefiler]

I would say so.

[Measured. Even. A cold truth. Someone is dead. And she feels nothing but anticipation.]

[lovebombing]

You're going to solve it, right?

[Great detectives always should.]

[truthdefiler]

[And now a smile is on her face. Almost predatory. Like a wild animal salivating as it's meal walks into it's waiting jaws.]

I always catch my prey.