Case 2: Set 4: The Real Folk Blues
Patricia's Wellness Journal
Security is always wanting to pat me down. The face and body draws them in at first but then they back off. The same beauty that tempts them also strikes them down with guilt and shame for daring to think about taking advantage of me. I tolerate it, half of my Contact utilizes it, and the other half relishes it the way paparazzi relish a drunk celebrity in public.
At least most of the time.
Tonight there was the sound of gun-fire and cries that drew his attention. He arrived in time to see cars pulling away in one direction and a group of people heading in the other. It was at a New Age shop, something he tells me he'd been to a few times in the past. Though this time, there was a shattered blessing interacting with the hellfire left behind by whatever fight had occurred there giving his Muse a load of spiritual feedback.
Fortunately Evan arrived soon after, there was something about a performance review with his boss. I'm not exactly sure what was up with that, something about paramedics missing a few DOAs that the hospitals later revived. Sounded like good news to me, but I can see where it would be worrisome for the EMTs.
When he showed up, he was on sight long enough to find several corpses, most of them were long dead and dressed in funeral clothes, but one was a more recently dead man, strangled by one of the others. According to him, someone had asked for help and the dead answered. Not that this was that strange to us, not with Ophelia having our backs.
They didn't have too long to look into the site though, because the SWAT team was coming on to secure the sight. Lo and behold, Prince SWAT showed up and proceeded to lock everything down as Evan and Kelsey left the area.
Ophelia was a bit hard to contact at the time, but they reconvened later in the evening at The Greasy Spoon. While they were comparing notes a shambling form walked past the window and they found themselves following a shambling corpse that somehow turned partially invisible. Following it took them to the Moore Memorial Graveyard which was littered with collapsed corpses and dug up graves.
The caretaker was not happy with things as they way they were and with Evan and Kelsey the only people on hand, he was quick to blame them, rushing off to call the police. This gave them enough to examine what had happened and they found that something other than the uncoordinated corpses had been moving through the graveyard that night. Something fast, powerful, and small framed had rushed into the graveyard and awakened the mass of the dead to their beck and call.
When the cops arrived, they recognized Kelsey from the Jack the Ripper case, and that recognition gave them a bit of pause. The caretaker likely wasn't expecting the cops to react a bit subserviently to one of his trespassers and was definitely willing to show the security footage.
Apparently the cops and the caretaker saw a bunch of kids in costumes come through and tear things up. But overlaid under that Evan and Kelsey saw a bloodied woman in hospital scrubs come into the graveyard and raise the corpses as an army before charging forward out toward the Melted Candlestick.
That gave them enough to track back the woman's trail to a King's Row apartment where they told me a number of illusions had been placed. It didn't stop them, however, neither Evan nor Kelsey have much problem with cutting through illusions, literally in Evan's case. They found the source of the illusions in an apartment where the door had been ripped off its hinges from inside.
Someone had bled a lot in that room according to what they told me. I can sort of feel my muse getting excited about that as it was. Of course, by this time, the blood was dried, but it was also clear a ritual had been going on here.
The room belong to a seminary student by the name of Mathias Schlussel had lived here judging by the collection of text books, notes, gaming paraphernalia and ritual matters that they found. Kelsey was able to determine that this person had been trying to save a person's life, probably whoever it was that did all the bleeding, but that they had the wrong sort of magic to do it.
Which is probably why there was now a rage-filled undead woman raising zombie armies out there now.
Before they could find too much more out, Evan, standing on guard, found himself facing a creature of animated air while this Mathias person launched a fireball at Kelsey from the parking lot. They came out of it fine, and when they came down to the parking lot, their attacker panicked and somehow teleported away.
With all this done, Evan and Kelsey each went home to rest after this night, though I'm told things went a little badly with Kelsey and his wife.
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