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[founds]

CHAPTER 1

NOV 1ST | 58℉☂

▸ In a sad turn of events during last night's activities, local teenager Bela Gage was found dead at Gainsbourg Resort as festivities were wrapping up. Local authorities have opened up an investigation regarding the circumstances around her death.

▸ Several houses were egged in height of last night's events. Locals are offering a small reward to anyone with information that may lead to identification of the culprits.

▸ Now for the weather, expect light showers from late morning to mid afternoon. Blackwell is expecting the storm to keep rolling through overnight, so drive safe!

▸ That's the News In today. Now back to your regularly scheduled tunes. This one goes out to the Gages, may you find peace in these difficult times.

THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT

Comments

[sciophobic]

[looks at her like she's crazy for it. jesus christ sophie he's sixteen and planning on breaking into the morgue and the first concern is can you break curfew?]

It's a weekend. [the dryest of dry jokes.] Yeah, mom said it's totally cool to break and enter as long as it's not a school night.

[holds a hand up like really?]

[brabble]

[ oh, shove it. ]

[ makes a face like don't push it. but it's not like she's going to actually do something about it if he pushes it. ] Shut up. [ mature.

besides, sometimes she forgets what day of the week it is. it's what gets you having weird schedules in both your jobs. there's a stretch of silence where the sound is basically them crunching sloppy leaves under their boots. ]

Why do you want to see her?

[sciophobic]

[u shut up. u have the maturity of a traumatized 17 year old are you proud]

I don't know. [it's honest at least, but if he was really being honest there was one reason that sticks out more than the others in the jumble of confusion]

I just don't think... [he looks down and shrugs, wiping wet hair out of his forehead in lieu of having to elaborate]

[brabble]

[ yes ]

Yeah, it's fine. [ to be honest, she just wanted to make sure he wasn't going to do something weird like... steal the body or something. he probably just wants closure (we all do). ]

This might not work. [ just saying. long shot. etc. ]

[sciophobic]

You mean a highschool kid and a blogger trying to bust into a sheriff station morgue isn't a foolproof plan?

[he's ok with it. it's probably only one of the stupider things he's attempted in the last week. your ability to cost benefit analyze when you spend half of your time out of your mind is pretty weak it turns out]

timeskips

[brabble]

[ gilligan cut to them outside the police station. it's night already and sophie checks her watch before taking her glasses off and nervously wiping them on her shirt. to be honest, she wants to abort mission

but it's too late now. mission impossible is humming in the back of her head ]

[sciophobic]

[overdressed. he came in camo. he has green paint on his face. his dad has a lot of hunting gear okay, and he forgot that camo only works in forests and not in morgues. he may regret his wardrobe decision already.]

[crouched next to her as they watch a lonely security guard empty the crumbs out of a potato chip bag for 5 minutes, stage whispering to her in the meanwhile]

Go use your wiles or whatever!

[brabble]

[ makes a face at him when he tells her to use her wiles and shakes her head in a barely noticeable twitch ] You know, if you get caught, at least 50% of the reason is that get up.

[ just saying.

she pushes the door open. the sheriff's office is relatively empty, as sophie had predicted, with most of them doing patrol and possibly a handful putting up road blocks on the lost lake road. she approaches the front desk, whipping out her crumpled card with her name and BLACKWELL MAIL underneath ]

[sciophobic]

[omg this is it. waits for her to get the potato chip guy's attention and army crawls past them]

[he's doing it ma]

[brabble]

[ go forth and conquer. ]

[ in the meantime, she does her best to keep the receptionist busy with annoying questions and writing them down as if it's very interesting and trying to push her luck. it makes for a good distraction because the few cops that are there watch as she antagonizes the poor woman with amusement; some of them know sophie from the newspaper and are terribly entertained as they figure she's mostly harmless anyway

if only they knew! u go colby coco 4 4 u ]

[sciophobic]

[there's no going this is utterly ridiculous he's doing the worm across a white linoleum floor dressed in green. the only reason he's making it anywhere is because no one else is around. hops to his feet when he gets to the morgue door and looks really proud of himself for crawling across a dirty floor in an empty building without getting caught]

[peeps in the glass observation window before checking to see if the door is locked]

[founds]

[ such locked much sad ]

[sciophobic]

[throws one of those silent bitch fits that consists of flailing a little bit. he didn't think this through. mission failed]

[rounds the corner back to where sophie is mingling with the help and motions to get her attention, pantomiming jingling keys and mouthing "I NEED A KEY"]

[brabble]

[ she notices him in the corner. oh jesus christ what is this, an episode of allo allo?

she makes a face at him, barely so she's not caught (or him, the fucking dancing monkey in his cammo attire) and continues to chat up the three deputies in the office at the time. you get the fucking key she's Distracting them ]

[sciophobic]

[brings his hands up to make little frustrated fists next to his head so she understands how much she sucks before gesturing emphatically at the key hook next to the desk. that she's currently entertaining her party of three at.]

[about to try to mouth something unintelligably again when one of the deputies turns around in that ambling way they do while talking and he ducks behind the corner again. stares at himself in the reflection before ducking down below the window. oh my god.]

[slowly leans around corner again. points to keys again. don't let me die here]

[brabble]

[ this will teach her the lesson of never ever fucking team up with teenagers. why did she do this? why doesn't she think twice before diving in these things? stupid ass shit cock tits fuck. ]

[ she is basically just talking to them right now and writing stuff in her little notebook. she sets it on top of the table so that her elbow covers the hook. she nudges it as scooby subtly as possible until she manages to drop it and coughs to cover the sound

then she kicks it like a horse towards him ]

[sciophobic]

[smooth move ferguson]

[claps hand over them before they hit the wall and cause a ruckus, freezing to look up and make sure they didn't catch on before holding a thumbs up around the corner for her as he slides back to the door. much good job.]

[NOW TO INFILTRATE THE MORGUE]

[he wiggles the key in the lock with a hand over it to be as quiet as he can and mission impossible slides into the room, closing it behind him and fighting the urge to flip a light switch. ok, now he's alone in a room full of refrigerated bodies and he's beginning to forget why he wanted to do this in the first place. rolls up his sleeves and takes his little hat off to set on a metal slab as he makes his way around, leaning over to squint at the nameplates on each compartment until he gets to kara's. he stops there though, unsure that he even wants to see it now. is this really the kind of thing you want to see.]

[founds]

[ this is going to go great colby. go ahead. pull the drawer. her body is perfectly fine.

no it isn't. ]

[sciophobic]

[now that he's been gently cajoled by an unknown force]

[glances back to the hallway, wondering if he shouldn't just not do it and say he did. but he came this far and he does really want to know. it's been months and maybe this will make it end. so he reaches for the freezer handle and tugs the gurney free from the wall, rolling it out until it locks into place open]

[he makes the mistake of looking to her face first, or where it should have been, and immediately feels the bile come up in his throat- they weren't lying about her being a mangled mess and his first thought is a weirdly clinical one about how her parents were even able to identify her]

[he uses the wall of locked freezers behind him to steady himself backing up]

[founds]

[ press circle to investigate the body, press x to cry like a bitch and vomit ]

[prizewinner]

[ red alert, sophie is a shitty wingman. you were not warned about dr. strickland's entering of the already unlocked morgue. ]

[ definitely certain she locked it (and seeing sophie doing a hilarious job at being a distraction), she gives the morgue a quick lookover before waving her arms, going to shut kara's little fridge door. chloe spins around to stare at colby who looks like he is about to throw up all over her clean floor.

please, colby. please don't do that. ]

What the hell are you doing here?

[ in a morgue. alone. full of dead bodies. at least his vomity face throws out her theory of him being a necrophiliac. ]

[sciophobic]

[freezes with his arms out. what do. his phone beeps with a text and he fumbles for it even though the doctor lady is standing like right in front of him and he's going to jail forever, the distraction momentarily quelling his dead body freakout]

Wow thanks. [you're the best sophie. really. looks up with wide eyes and just kind of shrugs to explain himself. makes that idk noise. that works right. the idk defense?]

I was. Got lost.

[prizewinner]

Got lost all the way into a locked morgue? [ she holds out her hand. expectantly. her fingers wiggle. where is the key that got you into here, buddy. ]

Maaaaaybe if you gave me a better reason than I got lost I'd cut you some slack and not get you arrested for breaking and entering and whatever you were planning to do with Ms. Samson here.