“Well, now…” Dennis nervously wiggled his fingers as the authorities covered the dead woman with a sheet. “Any idea who she was?”
Marc scratched the back of his head. “From what I’m hearing from the police, she was some new-age healer. Like, she was real good at it, I think.”
“I just find it weird that this chick had green skin,” Blaise pointed out, even though she was already covered completely. “Anyone else notice that?”
This got Harwood to raise an eyebrow. “I suppose so. But why do you find that suspicious? I mean, besides that green skin is something of an anomaly.”
All of them found this to be almost laughable, given all of them remembered the blue-skinned Annette at that moment. Then, everyone was interrupted by Sagebear sniffing by them.
Curious as what scent she could have picked up, Shark and Sinbad went to follow her. The other four stayed behind in case they needed to answer questions.
Now displeased at being yanked out of a wondrous sleep, Catarina pulled her robe on and looked outside at the street.
“Oh, now what is going on?! Does a woman not deserve to have her beauty sleep?!” Renauld stayed in bed as she went to go check more thoroughly. It seemed he was only pretending to sleep.
Instead, it was Sebastian that joined his mother at her side, watching quietly. He cringed more than usual, remembering the last time he saw police cars.
“Can these people learn that calling policemen at this hour will upset everyone?! No wonder they were thrown out of their backwater town…”
He also wished his mother wouldn’t jump to such conclusions about the newcomers to town. Keeping himself from retorting to her about her asinine conclusions, he watched as a couple and their dog walked by.
With a fresh supply of nitroglycerin strapped to their back, The Builder scratched their head at the detour they’d apparently taken. The entirety of the surrounding area was near pitch-black.
“This does not look like headquarters…” Shrugging it off, they proceeded to look around. A pungent, overpowering smell hung in the air as they tried to explore.
Upon getting to the kitchen, The Builder yanked open the fridge door, hard enough to rip it off its hinges.
“Whoops,” they said insincerely before peeking into the fridge to look at its contents. “Wow, look at all this moldy shit!”
Pulling out a disgusting container, The Builder dropped it to the floor and kicked it across the floor. It wasn’t long before this bored them.
Then they pulled out their hunting knife, careful not to nick the container they had their nitroglycerin in. They then tiptoed into the bedroom, and whistled to get anyone’s attention.
“Hope I don’t meet any creepy tentacle lady in here, or something-” They were then cut short by slamming their thigh into what felt like a desk. “Ow, fuck!”
Shortly after, and still grimacing with pain, The Builder stumbled and fell into the bathroom. Falling face first into the bathtub, they were surprised to find it full of water.
“Who the hell takes a bath in the dark?!” When they got back up and found the light switch, the true sight of what the bathtub held within was made clear.
“…Huh. Now that’s something.”
“Sagebear, wait up!” Shark called out to her. He and Sinbad were having a hard time following Sagebear through the streets.
Sagebear was just as spry and quick as ever, it seemed, even with her added chub. She waddled down the sidewalk unusually hastily. The entire time, she kept her nose sniffing.
“Damn, that dog just won’t quit, will she?” Sinbad’s feet were starting to hurt. Even then, he kept going alongside Shark until all of them reached behind a restaurant.
Then Sagebear proceeded to sniff behind a dumpster. She then looked up at Shark and Sinbad, a puzzled look on her furry face.
The body that she remembered being there last time had inexplicably disappeared.