Life's no fun without a good scare

[thalassino]

It starts some time around 3am, Tuesday morning. Thin whispers of fog start appearing all throughout Vatheon, creeping through the narrow, winding streets, up the steps, and over the park. It starts in the lower district, but as the night progresses and daylight approaches, it spreads to the other districts as well, growing thicker and thicker as it does. By the morning rolls around, the mist is thick enough that visibility has been compromised greatly, and the temperature seems to have dropped a few degrees, an odd chill filling the air.

And on the walls, there are stains.

They are infrequent at first, just a odd ruddy brown smear and a oddly bright red drop here and there, but the closer to the Plaza, the more numerous they become. There is a large smear across the steps leading up to the Plaza, as if something big was dragged up them. In one place the blood -- for it is blood, there is no deny it at this point -- pools thickly as if whoever was responsible took a casual break there, leaving the poor victim to bleed out on the steps.

On the plaza, the mist is thinner, but that is no relief. Rather, it just functions to make the gruesome scene all the more clearer.

A woman is draped upside down on the coral. Or, well, woman. It was once a woman, certainly, but now it is nothing more than something straight out of a nightmare. The flesh seems to have been torn carelessly from her limbs here and there, showing the white gleam of her bones, her nurse outfit torn as if raked apart by giant claws and her head...

well, it isn't there anymore.

The ground in front of her is smeared with blood as well. But where the previous smears had been accidental, these are deliberate, long lines curving and meeting to spell out



hel pm e


But no help had been forthcoming, clearly. No, it seems that this murder, this brutal murder, was nothing more than a game to whoever did it. The walls of the buildings surrounding the plaza are coated in bloody, spelling out a long string of mocking 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA's and directly in the center, behind the coral.


Who is next?


The notice board seems to have been hit too. The killer did not tear down any of the notices on the board already, but they did cover the entire board with blood-stained sheets of paper, each adorned with the same text over and over and over again.


Chop chop, sweet Charlotte
Chop chop till she's dead
Chop chop, sweet Charlotte
Chop off her hand and head.


For those brave enough to check, no, the poor girl still has both her hands. Was the killer just sloppy, or does this mean this is not Charlotte? So many unanswered questions, more born every passing moment.

Who had done this? Why? Where they going to strike again? And why had nobody heard anything?





[ooc note: Consider this your mingle log. Have fun, go forth, threadjack.

And as a further note, the fog does not seem to be clearing up as the week goes on. ]

Comments

[bestestfurrend]

I'm not furry sure yet!

[She straightens up, shaking her head.]

I've heard of something like it but not purrcisely and at the same time...I don't know. It's almost as if there's too much blood, or else someone went really out of their way to make sure it spread around. And we're going to have to be careful beclaws someone who'd do something like this really wouldn't stop unless they were stopped.

[She scratches at the back of her kittyhood and notices Sebastian close by.]

Hi Mister Sebastian!

[pactum]

I'd thought that there was too much blood, as well.

[ Even if he isn't sure from what level of experience Nepeta speaks--if any--it's good to hear his own thoughts confirmed. ]

They've certainly made it very clear that they intend to take more victims. [ A pointed glance at where Who is next? is written.

And he has to sigh a little. Of course Sebastian would be acquainted with her, with her kittenishness and cat puns galore. This is not in the least bit shocking. ]

[bestestfurrend]

You think so too? I wasn't sure because I don't know how much blood humans usually have, but it did seem like a lot for her size! I can't smell if it's all hers or from someone else too though.

[Quite a lot of experience when it comes to animals, hunting them and draining them to make use of them as food and for their furs, but none whatsoever when it comes to humans.]

Even if they hadn't left that note, it still looks like something they'd try and do again...because it's like there isn't any reason for it! Besides upsetting people!