Victim 8
A tender song played in a sea of white. The only disruption came after the set notes had been played where the clockwork device would click over the track and began the tune anew once more. The floor crunched beneath any steps taken around the area of the room. Tiny seeds were strewn about in an almost decorative fashion. As before, it was all set around the center-piece -- the bed. The difference this time was that the room had not been paid for. It was the bedroom in the victim’s small apartment dwelling.
This time, there were no drinks involved. The bed sheets were not even crumpled. Instead, the white comforter was somehow kept smooth beneath the elegantly dressed figure left resting atop it. At first glance around the room, one might not have even noticed that any wrongdoing had occurred at all.
However, beneath the white veil, the horror could be found. The red seeped through, but only made it seem that the veil was dyed in that particular fashion perhaps. The merry song clicked to a stop before it resumed its steps back again. There was one more detail about the body that wasn’t readily noticeable due to the blinding scene of white all around. A small touch of red did taint the scene enough for the trained eye to manage, however. The bride’s wedding finger was missing. Where the cut had been made, it was bound in white cloth in an attempt to keep with the rest of the decor.
But there was something else wrong with the picture. The dress, while it was clearly high-end, did not fit the wearer’s body as a tailored fit might have.
The miqo’te’s original clothes would eventually be found outside the bedroom elsewhere -- folded in a rather neat pile and with an envelope resting atop it all. Within the envelope, a small engraved key -- one matching the music box still playing away in the false-bride’s bedroom.
Once the key was used, inside would be found the bride’s wedding band. Attached to that band, was another bow of tattered cloth -- matching the previous victim. The wedding band was bloodied, but the finger that once resided within it was nowhere to be found.
A tender song played in a sea of white. The only disruption came after the set notes had been played where the clockwork device would click over the track and began the tune anew once more. The floor crunched beneath any steps taken around the area of the room. Tiny seeds were strewn about in an almost decorative fashion. As before, it was all set around the center-piece -- the bed. The difference this time was that the room had not been paid for. It was the bedroom in the victim’s small apartment dwelling.
This time, there were no drinks involved. The bed sheets were not even crumpled. Instead, the white comforter was somehow kept smooth beneath the elegantly dressed figure left resting atop it. At first glance around the room, one might not have even noticed that any wrongdoing had occurred at all.
However, beneath the white veil, the horror could be found. The red seeped through, but only made it seem that the veil was dyed in that particular fashion perhaps. The merry song clicked to a stop before it resumed its steps back again. There was one more detail about the body that wasn’t readily noticeable due to the blinding scene of white all around. A small touch of red did taint the scene enough for the trained eye to manage, however. The bride’s wedding finger was missing. Where the cut had been made, it was bound in white cloth in an attempt to keep with the rest of the decor.
But there was something else wrong with the picture. The dress, while it was clearly high-end, did not fit the wearer’s body as a tailored fit might have.
The miqo’te’s original clothes would eventually be found outside the bedroom elsewhere -- folded in a rather neat pile and with an envelope resting atop it all. Within the envelope, a small engraved key -- one matching the music box still playing away in the false-bride’s bedroom.
Once the key was used, inside would be found the bride’s wedding band. Attached to that band, was another bow of tattered cloth -- matching the previous victim. The wedding band was bloodied, but the finger that once resided within it was nowhere to be found.