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despite the slight glint of mischief && intrigue in their eye , jai's face remained serious, and their tone only somewhat echoing that of a joking nature. "what ??" jai sighed, defensively with a ghost of a frown growing before they rolled their eyes, waving off the suspicion of the other. "i was half kidding, anyway. still though, i think it's worth a shot, using the ouija board. unless you're too scared to try it."
WITHOUT EVEN AN ATTEMPT to hide look of concern on his face , rian immediately shook his head at the other's suggestion. he wouldn't necessarily call himself a superstitious man , or a believer in the paranormal , but better safe than sorry , right ? "I've got no shame in being scared of ouija boards , but nice try , " he answered with a shrug of his shoulders , " maybe ask me again when halloween season rolls around — or when we move to a town with less ghosts in it. "
MY WAY , SOON by greta van fleet is something that resonates with RIAN JHA . the music teacher at glen ellen elementary is glen ellen's very own STARVING ARTIST , who has been in town for ten years . while they are only thirty five , they can be very SHIFTLESS but if their friends mentioned them , you'd think they were more GENUINE . in a town where every one knows everyone , it's hard to keep a secret , but i think the killer knows that [ redacted ] , and it's bound to get out sometime soon . i wonder if the killer also thinks of the chill in the air of an early morning before the sun rises , travel mugs full of terrible coffee , tape around the hinge of a broken pair of glasses , the distant sound of acoustic guitar like i do, when i think of them.
there wasn’t much that would cause bash’s hues to flicker from a book . not much caught his interest . people , he didn’t like . he didn’t care about the town’s latest gossip . he did , like coffee ; however , and sometimes would tear his gaze off the next page of paper in order to make sure he could succeed in that mission . unfortunately , there always had been an exception to a situation like this . almost like i n s t i n c t , bash glances up and noticed nickie slumping with his own thoughts . he looked . . . not well , and this time , sebastian couldn’t even blame him . a wave of guilt couldn’t help but wash over him on why he chose to not reach out . surely , at this point , bash would be low on the list of people to hear from when those would give those sympathy looks . he knew them all too well . still , somehow , bash got to his feet , taking his book and coffee in hand and approaching the other despite better judgement . there were many things to say , how are you ? , is there anything i can do ? , but that wasn’t exactly his style , plus he already knew those answers . still , after all this time , it hurt to see nickie in such a dark place . ❝ you look like shit , ❞ he stated the obvious rather numbly before the other peaked up . nickie revealing his features only made his statement fact rather than just an opinion . after he spoke , bash gave out a sigh and took the seat opposite to him , sipping on the coffee ( his usual order ) before mustering up an answer . ❝ i always thought you’d end up leaving this place without a peep . you’re too much for a place like this , ❞ while maybe it was phrased as an insult , bash only meant it as the upmost compliment .
EVEN THOUGH nickie hadn't heard the first comment , it didn't make it any less true — he did look like shit , and he felt even worse , and yet watching someone they hadn't spoken to in what felt like ages take a seat across the table was still able to draw a smile to his features. the answer to his question that followed even bringing out a light chuckle and a playful tone , " you're so right , thank you. " it was something he truly believed too , but there were too many connections here to let go so easily , and even if he wasn't able to really express it , bash was one of them. letting out a sigh , he took a much needed sip of water before continuing on , " — but look at you with your big adult job , huh ? you could go anywhere. " it was an easy enough thing to say , harder to act upon , they were well aware of that.
" y'know , with everything going on , it's got me thinking about missed opportunities , " the statement probably seemed like it came out of nowhere , and it was perhaps just the absentminded ramblings of someone too hungover to think clearly , but he continued nonetheless , " there's a lot of things I wish I could say to my sister that I won't ever be able to now , and a lot of things I should probably say to you since I do still have the chance , but mostly I just think it's never too late to seize the opportunity to leave this town. "
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“OH- Jesus fuck!” Teddy should know better than to take the back alley way home, at night, with his headphones plugged in && music blaring. Especially not with the recent spookiness - something he felt all too much apart of. Now, clearly startled by the person who he had nearly smashed into, he removed an earbud and gave a shaky, sharp laugh to ease the situation. “Damn street lamp, right? They gotta fix that….” Hands, instinctively, went to his front pockets and Teddy slouched into himself slightly, all shadows under the broken light. “Apparently I’m not the only one who knows the shortcut. Sorry about that; I am easily distracted-“ not to mention, there was plenty to ponder about trapped up in Teddy’s mind.
EYES GLUED TO THE SCREEN OF HIS PHONE , nickie had no idea there was even another person in his vicinity until their bodies were colliding. honestly , he hadn't even realized he'd walked down a dark alley in exactly the way everyone warned against considering recent events. " shit , teddy , are you okay ? " a moment of recognition of the other washing over their features , before quickly being replaced by a look of confusion , " what are you doing stalking around in the dark all alone ? " they hadn't meant the question as accusatorily as it came out. nothing in his mind would have ever connected teddy to hurting his youngest sister — he wasn't the type , too gentle and too good of a friend of the family for anything of the sort — but , at least on some level , a subconscious suspicion seemed to bleed into his tone of voice.

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" HEY GEM , are you home ? " they called as soon as the door to their shared space swung open and he stepped inside. it was late — late enough that he'd already drank too much to care about checking the clock. " it's not the time for sleep , it's time for going out with your favorite person , " again calling down the hall of closed doors , hoping to draw her out. lately , nickie had been having a hard time with the concept of being ALONE , even if only for a moment. it was one of his worst traits , his growing lack of independence ( not that he was self aware enough to ever admit to it ) , and his roommate was usually his go-to to help with that , whether or not she wanted to be.
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speaking wasn’t bash’s forte , even in a silent language . being open with his thoughts , expressing himself . no , he’d rather repress as much as possible . sure , it wasn’t really healthy , but it was how he got by . ❛ why the fuck do you care ? ❜ was his response , though , part of him regretted even signing . he’d much rather walk away from the conversation instead of engaging , but alas , maeve seemed to still have a grasp on his lighter . he had half the mind to leave it there with her , but instead , he took a much needed drag from his cigarette .
' sorry , touchy , ' her hands raised in faux defense along with an obvious roll of the eyes . bash was the type of person maeve was drawn toward testing the boundaries of — it was always a challenge to get people like him to open up , but one that she accepted without much thought , and the exact reason she still attempted to hold him in conversation by refusing to surrender his lighter from her hand. ' call it compassion , maybe ? I don't know. if I were you and I had something on my mind , I might appreciate someone being there for me — ' she paused a moment to hold the lighter out to return it with a shrug of her shoulders , ' but , whatever. '
DESPITE LACKING EMPLOYMENT THERE , the record shop would be one of the first places anyone who knew nickie would look , should they be on the search for him. less so lately than usual , but loitering around the shop and bothering its employees ( mainly his sister ) was typically one of his go-to pastimes. wandering through the door , the first thing they noticed was how quiet it was , not a soul in sight. " anybody here ? " they called out , hoping someone might emerge from the back rooms , " hope you know I'm going to start stealing things if I'm left alone for too long. " it was a joke , sure , but one that had the likelihood of quickly becoming reality if he grew bored enough.
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“ sorry, ” she signed, not because she lacked a lighter, but because of the curious cocker spaniel gently sniffing the defeated out. the duo had been on their daily walk — a bit earlier than usual, a subconscious decision given the current state of the town — when the dog geared off course, excited to greet the first person they’d seen. typically lady would've received a handful of pets by now, but that hadn’t been the case as of late. “ she’s friendly — promise. ” though she wasn't fluent just yet, she knew a substantial amount of asl. she'd taken it back up again when a kid on her team was hard of hearing, wanted to have the ability to talk to him rather than through his parents. without missing a beat, jude’s free hand splayed to press against the unnecessary amount of pockets decorating her oversized jacket. then again, it was a utility jacket after all, so perhaps the pockets were necessary to the intended wearer. wasn’t long before she was fetching her book of matches. she didn't carry them in a pretentious way, it was more so a sentimental habit. her dad used to use them instead of lighters, his hands never dexterous enough to flick the bic. since then, they've always been her preferred. flame sparked as she swiftly dragged the wooden stick along the strike. watching as the end of the cigarette flickered a bright orange. she slowly pulled the match away, careful not to put it out. yet another sentimental habit … making a wish every time. but instead of bringing it to her own lips, she held it out in front of the other, hand cupping against her chest and dropping down to sign wish. “ quick ! "
MAEVE COULDN'T BELIEVE that in her frustration she had completely failed to notice the dog that accompanied the person she was asking for help — an excited grin spreading across her features the second her eyes traveled down , instantly occupying her hands with petting before she was able to pull herself away a moment to ask ' what's her name ? '
easily distracted , she almost had forgotten that she still held a cigarette between her lips until jude was already lighting it , causing her to take her hands off the dog once more , taking the cigarette in one hand and signing a sincere ' thank you ' with the other. it took maeve by surprise that she didn't immediately blow the flame out and instead let the match burn , but it didn't take long for her to place her free hand across her heart , close her eyes to make a wish , then blow it out herself. ' am I allowed to tell you what I wished for ? ' she signed with a kind smile , ' or is it a secret ? '
the best way to avoid NEGATIVE THOUGHTS , nickie found , was to drown them out with constant distractions , socialization , and substances. after a solid few days of this ( or maybe it was a week ? he wasn't exactly sure ) since the murder of their sister , however , his body was having a difficult time keeping up , leaving them in a bit of a groggy haze in the early morning sunshine. just for a moment , he decided to lay his head down on the table of the coffee shop he was sat in , attempting to fight off the wave of irritability and nausea that came over him , when they heard the familiar voice of the ONE PERSON nickie wished wouldn't ever see them in this state. honestly , they hadn't even comprehended what bash had said , nor if it was directed at them or someone else in the building , but something about hearing his voice brought on a sense of nostalgic comfort so he chose to interject in any case. " hey , bash " he lifted his head , despite avoiding eye contact , " do you ever think this town is too small for us both to still be here ? "
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trying to get his mind off of , well , everything , sebastian took himself on a walk . in not as much guilt , already had a cancer stick to his lips burning at the end anyway . at his access , there was plenty he knew about the scene . and despite not working the case , he still took a peak . or two . or five . doing his own analysis , which certainly wouldn’t end well if his boss discovered . still , it didn’t stop him. his tracks did come to a stop though as maeve’s frustrated demeanor and fitting cussing signs to match caught his attention . he then instantly regretted looking for a beat too long as she asked her question . he wasn’t the type to socialize , vocally or not . it would be pretty difficult to lie ; however , when the cigarette was burning as the end of his lips . a sigh dripped from him as he tucked his lighter from out of his pocket and silently tossed it to maeve .
FOR SOME , bumming a lighter could be a meaningless , passing interaction that lasts nothing more than an instant. maeve , on the other hand , was hardly willing to allow an opportunity to connect with another person pass so easily -- even if was at the clear displeasure of the other party. after signing a quick ' thank you ' in response to the kind favor , she decided to hold his lighter hostage , if only to extend the conversation a moment longer. ' why so moody ? ' adding a lightheartedly mocking pout to her question. surely she could guess the answer , but she also firmly believed in talking through your feelings rather than bottling them up.
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Shockingly, yes, Frankie did know some ASL. But only the basics you taught a seven year old who wasn’t speaking so they could communicate things they needed. Please, thank you, food, drink, stop, help, friend, mean, hello, goodnight– but no where on that list was do you have a light? So it wasn’t until Maeve gestured to the lighter that it all clicked. “ Oh! Shit, yeah, I got you, ” They said, digging into hoodie pocket to reveal light blue BIC lighter, a game of tic tac toe carved into the side. She stepped closer to hold it out. This made her reason for stopping at all a whole lot easier. “ Do you think I could bum one? ” They asked, pointing to the pack. She tried not to mumble so her lips would be easy to read but it was a hard habit to break, so better safe than sorry, right?
A BRIGHT SMILE lit up maeve's features as soon as she saw the recognition on the other's face , taking the lighter in one hand and signing a very grateful ' thank you ' with the other. she saw the question on frankie's lips and gave a nod in response , pulling out two cigarettes from the pack before patting the seat on the bench next to her as an invitation to join her.
' this is cute , ' she signed once her hands were free enough to do so , pointing to the carving in the lighter she now fiddled with. it was a bit of an empty statement , one devoid of any real value — something maeve generally disliked doing , so she followed it up with turning to give frankie a more genuine look while signing and mouthing the words , ' hey , are you okay ? '
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅, her breath caught in her throat before a wail can escape, tear stained and manic with grief, cecilia couldn't breathe. ❛ it's abbi, i need to get to her, she's going to be okay. she has to be okay. ❜ she sobs, her mind unable to stop. ❛ it's abbi. ❜ her built in best friend. her little sister. ❛ i, i have, i need to get to her. she needs me. ❜ she was a wreck, she couldn't understand. ❛ nickie, nickie, please let me go !! ❜
it wasn't the time for a REALITY CHECK , he knew that , but he also couldn't let her go running up on a crime scene , especially one so gruesome and close to home. " cece , look at me , " — the moment their eyes locked , though , tears matching his sister's began to well in his own , " trust me , I know , okay ? but they need space right now , and I can't go letting you get hurt too. " just the mere thought of hypothetically losing a second sibling was enough to break them , the reality of the situation finally truly setting in as tears fell down their cheeks.
SHE WAS WELL AWARE of her own bad habits , cigarettes being one of the most egregious of them , and yet , in a time of a killer on the loose in town who could possibly judge ? sitting outside on her break from work , maeve could hardly think of anything else. thoughts of that poor girl and hopes that nothing like that happens again ran through her mind as she went through the familiar motions of pulling the pack out of her pocket before quickly discovering her lighter to be EMPTY. ' goddamn it , ' she signed to herself before noticing the feeling of someone else's eyes trained on her. ' hey , do you have a light ? ' gesturing to the failing lighter in the case they weren't fluent in asl , her fingers crossed they would get the gist at the very least and be the kind soul she was looking for in a moment of need.
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𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃. in this moment, the peaceful sunrise was ruined by the distraught phone call. phone screen now cracked as it lays on the dirt path, left behind as her feet carried her across town, away from the hiking paths and into the centre of town, just in time to see them wheel the body away in a bag. ❛ they're just lying. ❜ she mutters to herself. delusion setting in. abbi was at home, tucked into her bed like always, this was a sick joke. ❛ no. no. no. ❜ as her sisters bloodied wrist, dawned in the matching bracelet they both had, falls from the coverings. ❛ this can't be happening, let me through. ❜ but the police, paramedics, who ever that stood around on kept her back. ❛ let me go, that's my sister. ❜
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it was a sickening sort of DEJA VU , leaving them in a state of shocked calm that felt unnatural for the reality that they were currently in. it felt like a daze , everything happening in slow motion and their own body in auto-pilot , drawn toward the crime scene without second thought -- and drawn toward the only other familiar face nearby. " wait , cece ! " he called after his now only sister , trying to catch her attention over the crowd that had gathered , grabbing hold of her hand as soon as he was close enough , " what are you going to do ? there's nothing we can do anymore. " guilt washed over him as soon as the words left his mouth -- their little sister , gone , and maybe they could've done something earlier , but not anymore.

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🠒 HAND IN MY POCKET by alanis morissette is something that resonates with MAEVE HARRINGTON . the mechanic at mh mechanical is glen ellen's very own SCATTERBRAIN, who has been in town for six months and while they are only forty three, they can be very ERRATIC but if their friends mentioned them, you'd think they were more JOVIAL . in a town where every one knows everyone, it's hard to keep a secret, but i think the killer knows that [ REDACTED ] , and it's bound to get out sometime soon. i wonder if the killer also thinks of smudged nail polish from running out the door before it’s dry , the scent of fresh cut grass , t - shirts stained with paint and motor oil , impromptu sign language lessons given with a bright grin like i do, when i think of them.
🠒 I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE by maneskin something that resonates with NICHOLAS 'NICKIE' MATHERS. the tattooist at scorpion piercings and tattoos is glen ellen's very own NARCISSIST , who has been in town for twenty seven years and while they are only twenty seven, they can be very ARROGANT but if their friends mentioned them, you'd think they were more CHARISMATIC . in a town where every one knows everyone, it's hard to keep a secret, but i think the killer knows that [ REDACTED ] , and it's bound to get out sometime soon. i wonder if the killer also thinks of the scent of expensive cologne , thinking you can talk your way out of trouble with just a charming smile , manicured nails painted black , texts left on read like i do, when i think of them.