[Fin] Murder in the Mountains (End)

[PointMaid]

Yeah, definitely!

[Caret]

Noticing the Soul's terrified state right now; Nellie heads up to the soul in a attempt to comfort them. "Hey. I... look, I'm also very upset right now, but I can at least assure you that voice isn't God. I know this, because..." Nellie then turns his back to the Soul and briefly unfolds his blanket, revealing a pair of angelic wings to the Soul before covering himself back up. "Look... um... please don't hate me now?"

[KungFuCutbug]

[Nellie revealing their angel wings only terrifies the Soul further, causing them to throw their skeleton at the angel and use it to attack them repeatedly with the bone club.] "URIELGABRIELPLEEEEEEEEEASELEAVEMEALONE—"

[Magolor]

No dice. Lotus gives up her search, only to finally notice... the angel talking to a dead ghost. What.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Blue is still trying to comprehend what's going on. I don't know what you are, if you're anything at all! You're not the savior my lover sung to every night, hoping for liberation. Maybe you're that witch those in the desert talk about...that may be right, actually. Those zoneheads find liberation in their death, wouldn't be so shocked if some decided to take it a step further...

She then notices the screaming ghost. Ah-relax, relax, yelling's just going to provoke whoever this is even more. Uh, winged person. Maybe put those away, it seems to be freaking them out.

[artsyGeek]

"Hey, mysterious voice or whoever the fuck. Show yourself. Just tell us who the fuck you are. Even a name works. Please."

[. . .Konny no—]

[Caret]

Nellie folds his wings back under his blanket and steps back from the soul Oh... oh... sorry. Actually... that was just a costume. I'm not really an angel. But I can still assure you that voice isn't God."

[KungFuCutbug]

[After a minute, the Soul finally registers that, wait a minute. Nellie looks nothing like Uriel or Gabriel. So they stop with the bone-whacking. But... then they just go back to lying in the puddle of their own tears, curled into a fetal position and trembling like a leaf. ...Poor kid...] "i'mgonnadieagaini'mgonnadieagaini'mgonnadieagaini'mgonnadieagain..."

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Blue looks to the others in a "let me try" expression, and crouches down to the Soul. You're not going to die again. We'll find a way out. We can't wait for some liberation against that strange voice, I know. But you won't die again here. Trust me. We've got the power to figure out an escape.

[wingedcatgirl]

> Check the body and room for anything helpful that might have been missed

... There's really, truly nothing more. If you're solving this crime, it won't be forensically.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...Blue's reassurance doesn't really do much to stop the Soul's shivering or crying. But they've at least shut up about dying again.]

[PointMaid]

Ada has a bit of a peeved look on her face. She doesn't like finding nothing else to go on.

[Kennifer]

"So... what, are we supposed to guess who did it or something?"

[TenOfSwords13]

With a lack of determinative evidence... perhaps it would be wise to await the Reaper's second visit, no?

[Caret]

"I... um... am sorry for scaring you like that." Nellie tries to think of something to help him make up to the poor Soul.  "I can give you a blanket if you want. I don't know if it will actually keep you warm, but..."

[PointMaid]

That sounds... risky. Of course, we also don't want to pin it on anyone who didn't do it.

Is there anything about this murder we know for sure?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

I have a feeling we'll all be here a while before we end up solving this mystery.

[Kennifer]

"I mean, I don't want to get a wrong person, but I don't want somebody else to get murdered either. And who's to say that there'd be any more to go on then anyway?"

Amy... has decided she definitely prefers sitcoms to murder-mysteries.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...A blanket? So this archangel also bestows gifts unto others. ...Well, as long as they don't accidentally blow them up, the Soul rationalizes, then Nellie shouldn't try to attack them. And they don't have any bombs, so...] "...s... sure..."

[artsyGeek]

“I'm assuming the first visit from the reaper — 'least around here — is that body in the room?” [he replies to the writer.]

“If so. . What else could we do then? We're stuck here.”

[TenOfSwords13]

I'm certain that all good souls under this roof will think of some way that they can help. I have many schemes that could aid.. alas, detail is best to be spared. Just be patient for the night to swallow the sun, then we can act.

[Kennifer]

"So you have ideas that could help us, but you're not going to tell us how, and instead just make us wait til night... to tell us, or for somebody else to die? Wow. You're useful."

A slight pause.

"...Not."

[PointMaid]

You have a plan, but we have to wait until dark? Can you at least tell us the plan? My wife, Chip smiles, is right, I think, that if we have any way of figuring this out at all, waiting until there's another body is risky.

[artsyGeek]

[Kondraki, while not exactly bothered by Red's fanciness, is. . A little surprised with his response. Specifically, his wording.]

“. . .schemes?”

[PointMaid]

(The Liebers share a small nod with Amy)