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| 05 Apr 2014 10:44 PM |
James Right, which is you, walks into his workplace; the CSI Department of California.
As you walk in, you immediately see tons and tons of files on your desk. You slowly walk up to it and look at the messy pile of files on your desk. There's a note on the table that says; Close your eyes and pick one file.
It's your choice. What do you do? |
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| 05 Apr 2014 10:45 PM |
James
"Might as well leave it to luck." I look around the room cautiously, then do what the note says. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 10:52 PM |
You flip open the file you got and examine it very cautiously.
Case: The victim is a female of 55 years of age. She has an olive complexion, curly brown hair left uncut, and dark brown eyes. She is a little tall, of average weight, and is dressed in athletic wear. She was found at 6:42 AM lying on the sidewalk by a courthouse. Traces of an unknown fluid were found near the body. That's one of the suspicions for causes of death. Currently there is no possible suspects.
On the back of the file lies a slip of paper saying;
Come to by my office and meet your two helpers.
~Boss. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 10:55 PM |
| "Another day, another case." I mutter, making my way to my boss's office. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 10:59 PM |
| You make your way to your boss' room and get there in no time. The door's wide open and you go through it. "Hello, James. Here are your two helpers, Hailey and Princeton. Hailey specializes in fighting and Princeton specializes in gun shooting." |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:02 PM |
"Glad to meet you two." I say, shaking their hands. "Now, before I forget, boss, have we had any files on murders of females of the same or nearly the same description?"
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:05 PM |
| "None. It's the first murder like this so far. And you'd better hurry, if you're too slow, there might be a second murder with the same description." |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:08 PM |
| "Alright. Let's go, you two." I say, walking to my car. "Any questions?" I ask, getting in my car. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:14 PM |
| "Location of the crime scene?" Hailey asks. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:17 PM |
| "Oh, damn. Good job, files. 'A courthouse." I dial up my boss on my phone, asking, "Boss, where's this crime scene located?" |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:19 PM |
| "A courthouse." And with that, your boss hung up. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:22 PM |
| I sigh. "Well, we won't get anywhere doing this." I search up any nearby courthouses on my GPS, then head there. "Anyways, how about you guys tell me about yourselves? Anything else I should know?" |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:25 PM |
| The two looked at each other. "Nothing much to know. Our specialties are the most important." |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:28 PM |
| "Alright. Well, we should be near our first courthouse." I say, turning up on the street the courthouse is. I scan everywhere on the street, hoping to find something. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:34 PM |
| There was no sign of a crime scene. "It's not here," you hear Hailey say. |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:36 PM |
"Onto the next one, I guess."
(Should we timeskip to when I actually find the scene?) |
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| 05 Apr 2014 11:58 PM |
(sure.)
Finally, after many, many hours, you find the correct courthouse all the way in San Francisco. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 12:28 AM |
| I inspect the crime scene closer, looking at every single detail. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 12:35 AM |
| The unknown fluid is still there, meaning you could get a sample to see what it is. Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you see something shine in your eye. It was some sort of vial that held the fluid. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 11:30 AM |
| I slip on some gloves and pick up the vial. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 03:03 PM |
| You pick up the vial and look it at slowly. It was almost, almost, almost empty; perhaps a drip was left. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 09:41 PM |
| "Possibly enough." I say, frowning. If this liquid was here, the victim could have died from it. I look at the body to find any visible burn marks. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 09:52 PM |
| You check her body for any burn marks, but you don't find any. "What're you looking for?" |
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| 06 Apr 2014 10:06 PM |
| "Was trying to look for any clue on what this liquid is." I check around the scene a bit more, asking questions to any civilians that heard or saw anything. |
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| 06 Apr 2014 10:11 PM |
| Each citizen said that they didn't know or see anything. |
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