Exam 3

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Exam 3.

[ Once again, the exam begins with the desks arranged in a perfect circle; one desk for each person that's participating in the program. There are nameplates for everyone, and they have been bolted to each of the desks, facing the inside of the circle...

...including the deceased. Their chairs have been placed on top of their desks, signifying that they will not be needed. Above of their desks are holograms of their portraits from their profiles, grayed out and bloodstained.

Today Han is absent-- only Megumi is present at the front of the classroom. ]


Today you are responsible for finding the culprit responsible for the death of Maya Fey, the Apprentice Falsely Accused.

Your exam begins now.

Victim.






Suspects.



[ The physical evidence tray sits in the middle of the circle of desks; you all have the Evidence app on your tablets to access photo evidence. ]

Examination START.

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Comments

[12d3]

No.

[he just says that plainly]

I don't care about playin' the guitar. I can play the piano without listenin' just fine.

[donotlick]

But could you? I mean, without listening to it -- was playing music even doing it for you at that point?

[12d3]

I guess not but I have other talents than music! I- I can draw, or write lyrics for the band instead! My title is the Horror Lyricist, innit?

[donotlick]

Right, yeah. Good point I guess.

[ He shrugs. ]

Okay, how about... What did you remember this week? I'm reaching, but just humor me.

[12d3]

Remember?

[There's a small pause.]

Well, uh.. I remember losin' my hearing, and drawing Osomatsu, and readin' aloud for Miss Gales, and the weird olympics thing and, uhhhh....

[donotlick]

Not that, idiot.

[ Okay, good cop is losing his patience, I guess. ]

Every Sunday, we remember shit from back home. Don't ask me why, but that's been happening to everybody.

So, think back nice and hard. What'd you remember?

[12d3]

[2-D winces at being called an idiot, but he does think about it for a moment.]

Um. I remember... my bandmate Murdoc stranglin' me 'cos I was making a lot of suggestions for a movie we were gonna shoot.

[donotlick]

Geez, I knew that guy was an asshole, but damn.

[ Hank winces. ]

He say anything in particular? Maybe something that set you off?

[12d3]

Nah. He just.. told me to shut up, and then started squeezin' my throat.

[2-D brings a hand up to his throat as he says that, almost as if he can still remember how it felt.]