((Lol. See if you can figure it out before I explain it near the end  !meow ))<br/><br/>"Uh.." Frahlah simply stood there for a moment, baffled. Perhaps she'd been in a hurry? But.. she didn't really look like she was rushing off anywhere. After a moment, the boy simply shrugged and walked off to look at some more paintings. He found one very complicated one with an inscription below it: "Who here is the sinner?" Frahlah looked closely at the painting. There was a woman inflicting mortal wounds on her child, a man setting fire to a building, another man ignoring the crying child inside the burning building. There was also a maid forcing her master's head beneath the surface of a river, someone driving a car very irresponsibly, and a man sitting calmly in his room, looking out his window at the chaos and chatting on his cellphone. Frahlah gave the picture a lengthy puzzled stare.<br/><br/>-------------------<br/><br/>"Well, thank you very much for you time, Mr. Nathaniel," Ijemaru said with a smile. He jotted down the name next to the quote and turned to leave for the counter the man had mentioned to him. In all honesty, the only reason he wrote everything down like that was because his superiors preferred physical evidence over a reporter's memory-- even if they did have a perfect one.<br/><br/>The reporter found the "Guidelines and Permissive Clearance" counter with little difficulty. And as it turned out, since the new exhibit had been so highly anticipated, the man there was willing to let the boy take pictures even of the exhibits themselves. All he had to do was show proof of his identity and occupation (and agree to leave the flash off on his camera, since bright lights like that could fade the paintings) and he was good to go.<br/><br/>"Here," the man said, holding out some sort of ID card on a lanyard. "Show this to any guards who give you trouble and they'll know you have permission to be taking pictures.<br/><br/>"Thank you, I will," he said, pulling the cord over his head so it rested on his neck like an over-sized necklace. With that little matter taken care of, the white-haired reporter made his way back to "Eden". Before long, he noticed a blonde boy dressed in quite a bit of green examining one painting much closer than people normally dared to get. Curious, he made his way over.<br/><br/>"Is there something special about this one?" Ijemaru asked, smiling at the boy.<br/><br/>Frahlah turned, his attention suddenly taken from the picture. "Well, yes I think," he said, offering a slight smile. "It asks who the sinner in the picture is. I think.. it has to be all of them-- besides the victims-- doesn't it?"<br/><br/>This boy clearly wasn't from around here. Ijemaru took a moment to try and identify his accent, but gave up and turned his attention to the picture. "No. It's asking for only one sinner," he said.<br/><br/>"But how can there only be one sinner in such a scene?" Frahlah asked, genuinely curious to hear what the seemingly Asian boy had to say.<br/><br/>"Well," Ijemaru said, the analyst inside him examining the picture. "I would think there has to be one person here who caused everyone else to commit these crimes." He gave a brief pause before pointing to the man chatting on his cellphone. "It's him."<br/><br/>Frahlah cocked his head to the side. "How can you know that?"<br/><br/>Ijemaru smiled. "This artist is incredibly detailed. Notice, you can see all of the "sinners" here have a cellphone somewhere on their person. So the man here is giving orders to everyone else. Sin is contagious, but all diseases have an origin." The reporter held out his hand, "My name is Ijemaru Hisuka. I'm here from Japan to do a news article on this new exhibit." He gave a warm smile, "It's nice to meet you."<br/><br/>Frahlah stared at the boy, surprised for a moment. The idea made sense to him. If there really was just one lead sinner in the painting, it made sense that it would be the man with the phone. No one else had enough contact with the others to drive them to such madness. "Oh!" he said, realizing introductions had started. He'd half expected this boy to simply walk away like that girl had. "My name is Frahlah Tahmihr. I thought it would be fun to see the knew art exhibit on my day off. It's nice to meet you too." He gave the Japanese boy's hand a shake.