Episode 1
Part 5

TW!!!! Gore, mentions of weapons! Be aware!!

"I just- cant believe this is real"

"Please?! I need you to be safe!"

"Promise me something?"

"I got some red-bean—why are you here?"

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Waking up, I shy away and snuggle into the blankets and pillows. One of my pillows groan and stir. The deep sound of a chuckle vibrates my head, making me jump slightly and cling tighter onto the shirt and blankets in my hands. Suddenly, a large hand meets the top of my head and smoothes down the bed hair. He starts to hum slightly, and when I finally crank my head in his direction, staring at him, eyes filled to the brim with love and admiration. He opens his eyes to show the forest I love to get lost in. I reach my hand up and ruffle his mop of brown hair. He chuckles again, and says, his voice horse and deep from sleep, "Hey there"

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I shake my head and look over to see the shaven blonde stand from his chair, looking down, slightly, at the tablet in his left hand. "We've discussed this before, but since we have newcomers, I'll go over it again from the top. A single blow from an extremely sharp blade was the method of slaughter. No defensive wounds were found, which means our perp quietly stalks his victims and sliced them up before they can cry out."

Suddenly, a head lands on my right shoulder and strands of brown cover up my right eye. I groan and push the man off my shoulder, but he had other plans. His grip on my left shoulder tightens and he wraps his other arm around my waist, pulling me so my back was on his chest. He buries his nose in the crook of my neck, his quiet snores echoing in my ear. I huff and pout, trying to push down the blush running across my face. "Whoever this guy is, he's a pro."

Male Jean leans over to see the problem, seeing Keith was asleep (and basically cuddling me) he sweat dropped and his eyes looked at me with pity and sympathy. I snarl and look forward. Seeing Mario standing, but not speaking, and Eric's mouth moving, I tune in. "Brandon, do you have a profile?"

Brandon stays in his seat as he speaks, however talking loudly so everyone in the room can hear. "Well, I've been working on it nonstop from various angles, but without any keywords to narrow it down, there's just no way to make it any more accurate."

"How about the mark?"

"Kaela, would you mind tossing it in the screen for us?" Kaela, the blonde women upfront, nods and starts to quickly type on her keyboard. "One sec."

The monitor in the front of the room changes to a website that showed hundreds of pictures and images about the letter 'B'. From scary to ads, it seemed the second letter of the alphabet is a fam favorite. I stare in awe about how big this case might actually be. "There are countless numbers of similar marks. It's just an ordinary 'B'."

I hear Brandon speak in slightly awe and admiration, "Wow!"

Yet Boris covers his voice with a loud, "All this crap is hurting my eyes."

I hear a small tapping in front of me. Looking down, I see the brown ball of furry drawing on her tablet. I lean over slightly to get a better look. All over the small screen, was the mark. The killer B mark, in red, written over and over again with a different font each time. The screen was covered in capital B's and small slash marks. I stare, long and hard trying to figure out what it could mean. It even looked somewhat familiar until the man behind me stirs slightly, making me jump.

"So this guy's even got fan sites?"

"I guess he's real popular."

"There's more if you want to see 'em."

"Hmm. Scout, Keith?"

The man groans and finally stands straight after leaning, and slowly slipping, on me. Once his grip on me loosened, I tried to make an escape but he just pulled me right back. "Hmm?"

"Yeah?"

"Looking at this, does anything strange jump out at you?" I open my mouth to say something, but the brunette behind me covered my mouth and waved his free hand in front of his mouth. "You fell asleep."

He waves his hand faster, along with his head, and shakes me slightly in the process. I look at Eric with bored and pleading eyes. He shakes his head giving me a small, hidden smirk and looks back at the screen. I hear Mr. Jean grumble to himself and a poke from Keith. I look up to see his eyes looking at something. I follow his gaze straight to Lily and her tablet.

And, his large finger was pointing at her. He noticed too, huh? The number....

Anyway, I look back up at him and nod, looking back to analyze it more than I did before. She starts a new mark that looks almost the same as the one on the tree at the crime scene. My eyes widen, hearing Keith came to the same question I did, judging by his hum. 

"Kaela, bring up those other images."

"Sure. Would you like all of 'em?"

"Just don't hurt Boris' sensitive eyes."

"No promises."

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The meeting was over soon after. I bowed to Eric and Kaela, thanking them for letting me join in on this case, and to part farewell. I really wanted to hit up the city library as soon as possible. I wanted to see if I could sign up, wanting the library to be my second home away from home. I shiver and smile just thinking about all the new facts and stories that I could cram into my head. I nod slightly to myself, mission accepted.

I walk, quickly, towards the exit of the room and towards the elevator. Pressing the button for the lobby, watching the doors close, until a colossal hand stops the doors. I sigh in defeat and groan, seeing the same man that had fell asleep on me prior. Keith Flick walks in, his eyes showing amusement, but face showing tiredness and boredness (totally a word). He walks over and stands right next to me. "Hey there"

Wooo i did this in a day!!!  Please call me out on small word mistakes and things that dont make sense. Thank you!!