You wake to the heat breaking in the morning. It's
actually morning, bright. Sunny. Probably all of you are pleased to have gotten through the night with sleep, or at least with no sudden gunshots and impromptu investigation.
Cherish that brief bliss. Enjoy your morning routine, as long as it's in the motel. Once you
leave the motel, you see, it's obvious something awful's happened again.
Someone has taken the Sergeant's bait.
Because, right outside the very door of the building you sleep in,
there's a broken body to greet you.
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...More happening than usual, today. From a few feet away, Natalie will see someone lying next to the pond, incredibly still. She'll probably be able to smell the tang of blood in the air as well. ]
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Blinking back more tears, she goes to see who it is.]
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The other rests by the pond, though blood dyes her blue hair a matted reddish, almost purple. Eyes closed, no rousing her. Already she's a quiet girl, but now she's even quieter. Never to speak again.
Azura is dead. ]
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The resulting scream should alert anyone nearby that something has happened, at least.]
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...Azura’s dead.
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...but there's still no announcement?
[Even her voice seems to be quiet. Shaking slightly.]
How many...?