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FIRST TRIAL
Trial I
The opera house doesn't seem to have gotten any changes. There are no lights on the windows, the lobby is dark. Only when everyone is gathered there something does happen: Rembrandt appears, opening the main stage doors, the large and heavy doors creaking when they open.
Rembrandt herds everything together, guiding them down the halls of the seating area. You better not stray from the hallway -- there's a very palpable sensation that something's deeply wrong about this place. You may perhaps see the form of something moving, blending with the darkness. Wait...it's several forms. A few pairs of intensely blue eyes, eyes that so far only Ango may have seen before, gaze at everybody. You really shouldn't try to approach. At least they don't try to come closer, cowed by Rembrandt's presence.
The main stage is the objective here. It's lit rather brightly, with the spotlights the Lady had used for her introduction a few days ago, illuminating the stage. In what's a rather ominous touch, the backdrop depicts hellfire. There aren't any props around, other than a few seats that seem to be spares for seats in one of the minor auditoriums, not even enough seats for everyone. Rembrandt blends into the darkness.
"Welcome!"
That's the Lady's voice, coming from high up. Looking up, you'll find a balcony to a side, large and with two seats. There's the Lady, wearing her dress, visible even in the darkness. She's standing up right now and leaning on the railing, shouting at them.
"Let's try to make this short and sweet. We figured it'd be fun if you all got to discuss who killed dear annoying Elliot. Give us a name, and we'll execute that person. Nice and simple, don't you think?"
"So, culprit who saved so many people from us...now you have to struggle for your own life. Oh, we never told you about this before? Don't feel bad, there's a lot we don't tell you all about. She sits down, adjusting her dress.
"I'm not going to pretend I care about you all catching the right person. Just give us a name and let the culprit go free, for all I care. Get started, we don't have all day to do this! You only have seven hours! Get moving!"
Here you are, all the actors in this impromptu play about justice, and the audience is...well there certainly is an audience larger than you were expecting. Everyone will hear the noises of those things moving around in the seating area, from time to time directing their eyes at the group, but they still make no attempt to approach. Looks like the audience that really matters is up there, in the balcony.
Let the trial for the death of Elliot Schafer begin.
[OOC NOTE: From the halfway point of the trial and onwards, you'll have the option to ask the masterminds for the chance to get a hint! Be warned, though: the price will involve some body horror for your character. Keep that in mind when deciding to use this option!]
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I have brought a notebook with crime scene sketches, courtesy of Shin. In absence of photography, this will have to suffice for evidence on the corpse itself. Shin is better equipped to explain his schematics, so I will leave it to him, but know that I was present for the drawing process and he had no time to tamper with the body.
Meanwhile, I explored the area surrounding the body. Allow me to present my findings.
Elliot was carrying a book back full of stationary and knives, many of which were strewn around the body. There were around a dozen knives, some of which were recognizably from our kitchen in the clergy housing. None of the paper was written on. There were a few history books, additionally. None of these items showed any suspicious qualities aside from their presence at the crime scene.
But there were a few more oddities around the main square. For one, there was a muddy dust pan in one of the bushes.
[ In fact, he is holding this very dust pan right now. Did I mention he took gloves from the Opera, too? He did. He is holding it with gloves. ]
This in itself seems like an odd act of littering, but not noteworthy alone. However, there was also a hole in the grass at the corner of the square, near the benches. There was mud around it, indicating there had been digging recently. I tried digging the spot and came up with nothing. If anything, it might be that something used to be buried and was removed. How this relates to the case remains to be seen.
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[ A pause though as he looks at the dust pan. ]
I think that mud was removed from that hole.
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Most likely. I didn't see any new additions to his collection.
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He took the knives from at least two places. Evidently carrying around such a large amount benefited him not at all.
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...Was there anything else you think was noticeable while you were investigating and checking the surroundings?
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