Third Investigation

[airlockedmods]

[The incentive this week was a pretty intense one. But spirits seemed high at yesterday's party - even Blaze Dudely participated, albeit in a weird, oblique and pretty Mozu-centric way. Maybe this Friday will be different from the last two?

Everything seems quiet, at least.]

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[tuskenlancer]

[ well ok then.

Is there a weapon still around? ]

[airlockedmods]

[No.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ Damn.

Any signs of a struggle? Did she even know what hit her? ]

[airlockedmods]

[Her right hand is still in her pocket. Not a great defensive position, unless there's something in there.

It's also worth mentioning that Mom's face looks like she died pissed as hell.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ Huh.

Welp. The cop is dead, so presumably there's no point worrying about crime scene procedures.

Gingerly, and with a quick apologetic look at Cheryl, CT reaches out and carefully pulls her hand from her pocket. ]

[airlockedmods]

[You found Cheryl's Pokeballs!

There's also a bloodstained piece of folded paper in there.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ The fuck are these things.

She stares, mystified, at the Pokeballs for a moment, then sets them aside in favor of unfolding the paper. ]

[airlockedmods]

[It's a note. You can't read parts of it, due to the blood. It reads:

El----
I need to talk to someone about my memory from this week, but I don't want to worry anyone else and I know they would worry. Please meet me in the greenhouse at midnight.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ Seems legit. (no it doesn't)

She studies the note. How's the handwriting? Recognizable? Does it look like maybe someone was trying to disguise it? ]