Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
Thursday, September 3rd 2015, 12:08PM
It's a clear, chilly day. Sky like frozen lake, trees shivering in a breeze that'll likely be a hard wind by nightfall. And bring with it the clouds gathered to the east, no doubt. The townsfolk are subdued, the kids even moreso as school starts again. There's been no funeral for Abby yet.
The summer people have all but left, but a few city folk will either stick around or come up to see the leaves change. They're a little on edge, don't feel so welcome anymore.
Wilton Sheriff's Department
Sheriff Edmond is in his office, and you know better than to bother him. Staties are on their way, which is fine - you've worked with them once or twice before, and the Sheriff has no issue with them. But the Feds are also meant to show up today, and Jack Edmond's got a glower like a ragged mountainside; won't kill you if you don't try to climb it.
You're on lunch now, after spending the morning outside Doc Potters' where they're... they're keeping Abby on ice. Apparently one of the Feds is trained for autopsies. Afternoon shift'll have you on patrol, unless you're assigned to the visitors.
Approach To Wilton - MSP
You're about ten minutes out, now, on the road into Wilton. Ten minutes, tops. You'd've been here sooner but there was a minor mudslide aways back. Behind you is a black sedan because apparently some things never change. Will they have sunglasses, too? They caught up just after you shoved one big tree branch out of the road.
You took a look at the crime scene about four days ago, when they hauled the body away. Plenty of prints, but it was a hiking trail, so that helps little. Some blood spatter, likely from the impact when the killer dropped her - the trail was in pretty frequent use, so you're confident she was murdered elsewhere.
Sweeps of the forest to come, you expect, and a lot of questioning.
Approach To Wilton - FBI
There's a State Police car ahead of you. Which is good, because you were starting to wonder if you weren't just driving into a Halloween movie.
Wilton doesn't have the facilities for an autopsy, but apparently they're holding the body. Hopefully not in a meatlocker.
One of you is holding the file with all the reports thus far.
It's a clear, chilly day. Sky like frozen lake, trees shivering in a breeze that'll likely be a hard wind by nightfall. And bring with it the clouds gathered to the east, no doubt. The townsfolk are subdued, the kids even moreso as school starts again. There's been no funeral for Abby yet.
The summer people have all but left, but a few city folk will either stick around or come up to see the leaves change. They're a little on edge, don't feel so welcome anymore.
Wilton Sheriff's Department
Sheriff Edmond is in his office, and you know better than to bother him. Staties are on their way, which is fine - you've worked with them once or twice before, and the Sheriff has no issue with them. But the Feds are also meant to show up today, and Jack Edmond's got a glower like a ragged mountainside; won't kill you if you don't try to climb it.
You're on lunch now, after spending the morning outside Doc Potters' where they're... they're keeping Abby on ice. Apparently one of the Feds is trained for autopsies. Afternoon shift'll have you on patrol, unless you're assigned to the visitors.
Approach To Wilton - MSP
You're about ten minutes out, now, on the road into Wilton. Ten minutes, tops. You'd've been here sooner but there was a minor mudslide aways back. Behind you is a black sedan because apparently some things never change. Will they have sunglasses, too? They caught up just after you shoved one big tree branch out of the road.
You took a look at the crime scene about four days ago, when they hauled the body away. Plenty of prints, but it was a hiking trail, so that helps little. Some blood spatter, likely from the impact when the killer dropped her - the trail was in pretty frequent use, so you're confident she was murdered elsewhere.
Sweeps of the forest to come, you expect, and a lot of questioning.
Approach To Wilton - FBI
There's a State Police car ahead of you. Which is good, because you were starting to wonder if you weren't just driving into a Halloween movie.
Wilton doesn't have the facilities for an autopsy, but apparently they're holding the body. Hopefully not in a meatlocker.
One of you is holding the file with all the reports thus far.
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