Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20160627220231/@comment-5590743-20160717001550

Tightening her grip on her umbrella, Hyacinth flinched at the sudden ear-piercing scream that made her blood run cold. The string of murders came into her mind and the scream was most likely from the latest victim. Curiosity wasn't an easy thing to suppress, even for someone who was used to suppressing emotions all the time, so Hyacinth threw self-preservation into the air in favour of satisfying her curiosity.

Hyacinth did her best to navigate through the flurry of snow as she followed the direction of the origin of the scream, often using her Semblance a few times to regain her balance every time she accidentally stepped on a slippery part of the path. She kept a steady pace and eventually reached the area around the dust shop. If there were anyone investigating the string of murders in this town then they'd most likely have arrived so Hyacinth opted to observe and listen.

She entered the shop, an eyebrow raised and a stomach unsettled at the grotesque and bloody front counter. Three individuals were already at the site with who appears to be the unfortunate witness.

Curiosity killed the cat indeed...