Somewhen, somehow

[thinkoutsidethebox]

[On Rokkenjima! After cheerfully slaughtering some goats with the suggestion that perhaps George committed murder at some time in the past and therefore Battler's family is not the only possible culprit, Erika is approaching the mansion with her scythe in hand.

She received an invitation to a party, after all.]

Comments

[knox_8th]

Well...there's not much point to making a mystery if the culprit is already known, is there?

[thinkoutsidethebox]

So am I supposed to be horrified?

[knox_8th]

If you like. There's not much to be horrified of yet, though, is there? Just a bit of darkness.

[thinkoutsidethebox]

"Yet".

[walks a bit further into the hall]

[knox_8th]

Did I say that? Must have been a slip of the tongue.

[It's difficult to make out in the darkness, but the door to the dining hall seems to be open. There's a faint smell coming from that direction, as well.]

[thinkoutsidethebox]

I'm sure. Is this your idea of being a good host?

[wanders towards the dining hall, curiously]