Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-26104528-20150522235551


 * Vale, 7:04 pm*

Stahlfritz stepped out of his taxi and approached the cop holding the line, showing the provisional badge that the VIA gave him this operation.

"Come on in sir. Hope you've got a strong stomach. Room 419"

Fritz nodded and heard someone in the crowd shout "I live here, damnit!"

"I don't suppose you live near room 419?" Fritz asked the grumpy old man.

"Down tha hall. But not like it mattered since basically e'ryone in the buildin could hear the thumpin and shit. That huntsman musta pissed off his girlie or summthin."

"Hmm. Thank you for time." Fritz proceeded up the stairs and into 419. ''Hmm, no signs of forced entry. Either some other couple was conviently disagreeing else or...''

Strong Stomach was right...the first thing Fritz saw as he came in was the Huntsman's corpse, strewn naked with multiple stab wounds from top to toe. The killer was definetly thourogh given that extra kitchen knives were stuffed into these lacerations. Written in blood across his chest: "In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight..."

"You Oliver Browning? Stahlfritz Panzier. The VIA hired me as a consultant to assist with this case. Can I get a coroner's report?"

"Given the way the body has cooled, I'm estimating 5 hours dead. Whoever did this had to have guts to go for a daylight murder."

(Your clues are: 10-gauge shotgun shell with indeterminate origins, 5.56 Rifle casings, Stab Wounds don't quite match the knives, A letter with the name "Grei Desile", An extremely well-organized room. A photo of Grei's birthday party dating back two days with conspicuous diffrences in furniture and item arrangement)