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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Fearful</span>, but keeping a <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)">brave face</span></div>
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</div><br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.instagram.com%2Fp%2FBmel2kbBQ1y%2F%3Futm_medium%3Dcopy_link&amp;hash=2a15ea905d9e4d5c2cdf9aafe992b5ec" href="https://www.instagram.com/p/Bmel2kbBQ1y/?utm_medium=copy_link" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Outfit</a><br/><br/>It had been another night of sleep that was riddled with nightmares, so when Avalon was seen awake before five, most students were aware that this was normal for her after a while. Since she didn't disturb people with her morning routine, it was obvious that she was up and ready for the day when she emerged from the dorms wearing a plain snow colored shirt that was baggy and had loose fitting three quarter sleeves, a plaid skirt that had a silver base for the design while coming just above her knees, long socks that matched her shirt alongside coming up to just below her knees, and sneakers that matched while being the newest thing. Her wide, raven colored plastic framed glasses almost gave her the appearance of an innocent schoolgirl, but considering her scars that were carefully concealed at the moment, she knew she was far from innocent as she walked into the building to go to a math class, she found her path was blocked as a group of students filled the hall... right in front of where she knew another classmate, Kallie, had lab since the two of them usually found themselves seeing each other in passing before their formal introduction. However, upon hearing the scream that came from there, which sounded like it was from Ash Davenport, she found herself running towards the source as she knew that the person who screamed was petrified, only to find that she was blocked by the crowd. It didn't take long for her to carefully weave her way through, but never in a million years did she ever expect the sight of Evelyn Demort, a girl she knew was one of the popular kids, to be posed in the position that she was. Ava could feel her hands start to shake, her initial shock giving way to fear, and yet she forced the poker face to remain as she quickly spotted Kallie before making her way over to her.<br/><br/>"Nobody move her, and nobody touch anything." There was a hint of the fear and anxiety present in Avalon's voice, making it clear that she was definitely feeling the reality of the situation despite her cracking poker face. The Porcelain Doll Killer had just revealed their access to the college, and that could mean anyone at the college was now a suspect. "Kallie, right? Are you...?" What was she supposed to ask that could make the situation better, especially in this situation? She'd been through a lot, and while that usually made people tougher, most of those people who had been traumatized never had to see a dead body that clearly was the work of a carefully crafted killer. A part of her wanted to run, take off without telling a soul where she was going, but this was something she couldn't run from. "I was on my way to my math class when I heard the scream, but this... it's too much." Ava then made an effort to lead Kallie out of the room, mainly because she looked like she was in too much shock to be able to speak while around the body, though she pulled out her phone and texted Cash, only to see that the Campus Safety had sent out a message to everyone by that point.<br/><br/><b><u>To Cash:</u></b><i>I saw the body, it's Evelyn Demort. She's number three.</i><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Concerned</span>, yet appears neutral</div>
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</div><br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.instagram.com%2Fp%2FCSNCyRwld0A%2F%3Futm_medium%3Dcopy_link&amp;hash=600ee6fd6bd6c3b4ca2d154bcbd048e9" href="https://www.instagram.com/p/CSNCyRwld0A/?utm_medium=copy_link" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Outfit</a><br/><br/>Marcel had to get to the Music Building very early that morning, mainly to work on an assignment that required him to take a song and give it an acoustic version that was unique to the person doing the cover. That was the tricky thing about covers, sometimes they turned out incredible, other times they were better off not being released at all, and that was the same when it came to acoustic covers. He knew that he could technically get away with doing one of his own songs acoustically, mainly due to the fact that the teacher was aware that he was technically the YouTuber MGB despite having never done an official music video for the channel, but it was still something to consider as he had tuned the guitar and walked into the recording booth. He wanted to get the guitar down first, knowing very well that he had it tuned to the key he wanted it in, and didn't bother to bring his phone in as he started the rough draft for the song. He played the guitar effortlessly, barely even having to glance up from it as he played, but then he messed up a chord that he knew should've been different. Upon trying that part again, he found that it wasn't coming as easily to him anymore, and he came to the decision after several attempts to call it for the time being, only to find his phone going off with multiple different notifications. Marcel had the phone in his hand before he could even think, but as soon as he noticed that Campus Safety reported a murder, and as people began spilling details amongst themselves, it was clear that he knew that Kallie, one of his few friends ever in his life, could've possibly been one of the people to find the body.<br/><br/><i>No...</i><br/><br/><b><u>To The Songstress (Kallie Z.):</u></b><i>I just got the news, and since you told me that you go to the Chem Lab around this time, do you want to meet up so you can talk about it?</i><br/><br/><b><u>To Cash:</u></b><i>Dude, Evelyn Demort was murdered. Everyone's saying that she's that new serial killer's latest victim at the same time, but I need to make sure one of the people who was possibly there to find her is okay.</i><br/><br/>Marcel quickly packed up after he got the text, leaving the booth spotless and the guitar just how he found it before locking up. As he walked out, he took notice of Travis Stuart walking out of the building at the same time that he was. Sure, they had met briefly because they shared the same major, but talking wasn't something that they did often considering the time limit he had for talking. "Morgen, Travis."<i>Morning, Travis.</i>The very first words spoken for the day, and the countdown from there began for his voice, so every word counted. It didn't take long to catch up, but considering he didn't get breakfast yet before the news broke about the latest murder, he now wasn't sure if food was a good idea despite needing to eat. Marcel didn't know for certain if everything would turn out okay after this discovery, but at the same time, people like this just don't stop once they start.<br/><br/>Someone needed to stop whoever was responsible, and do it before another body appeared again.