Alistair jumped when she called out to him, but rather than blush and hastily grab his shirt he walked over and slid back into the bed. His body lay in front of her as he let his hand rest on her waist while the other curled around her wrist.<br/>'I can do that, but Ryan is going to be a pain when he sees us.' He spoke with a small grimace, 'The moment he finds out I shared a bed with you he won't leave me alone.' He spoke with a sigh and chuckled before he lay back against the pillow.<br/>'Where do I begin...' He spoke softly before beginning the tale of the adventure Casey had missed over the last few days.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Wednesday</span></strong></div><br/>'Ok. I think I've worked it out.' Alistair spoke as he rose up from the chair he had been bent over for the last hour. Lulu and Ryan had joined him in scouring the stands for clues concerning the identity of Casey's attacker. He had armed them with powder for dusting finger prints, magnifying glasses, rubber gloves and special bags for containing evidence, but he was sure neither of them would find anything of use. Several times Lulu had shown him an old can of coke and claimed the monster could have drank from it and several more times had Ryan brought over a cheer leaders pom pom and a bra he had found behind the stand.<br/>'Comfy Lulu? I think Al's going to do his detective summary act again' Ryan spoke with a sigh as he leaned back in the chair. Lulu was sat next to him glancing through a book she had picked up before they had come down to investigate.<br/>'Talk slow Al, if you start going too fast we'll just end up getting lost and falling asleep.' Lulu spoke as she turned the page of her book.<br/>'Well luckily for you guys this won't take long.' Alistair spoke as he hopped over the chairs and landed next to them, 'I examined the area which our culprit used to hide behind and then escape from.' He spoke softly and held up three thin strips of paper which were dotted with large red finger prints.<br/>'First of all we're dealing with something which is technically one of us and technically not.' He spoke with a hint of pride in his voice. Lulu and Ryan exchanged a sceptical glance.<br/>'What do you mean?' Ryan asked.<br/>'We're dealing with something which has been created by one of us. A fictional.'<br/>'A what?' Lulu asked with a questioning glance.<br/>'A fictional. I figured it's times we came up with a term to describe people like us.' Alistair replied as he looked over the strips of paper, 'What we're dealing with is a being which has been created by one of us, thus it is both like us and at the same time not like us.'<br/>'What makes you think it's been created?' Ryan asked curiously, his eyes following the paper that Alistair held in his hand.<br/>'I dusted for prints and found this' Alistair spoke before pulling out a large piece of black paper from his pocket. On the surface of it was a large white hand print, 'Look at the ripples in the palm of the hand and finger prints, they're broken up.' Alistair spoke as he pointed to various bits of the hand. They noticed that the spirals that made up the finger prints seemed to not quite match up, sort of like someone had forced them together like a mismatched jigsaw. On top of that they could see what looked like stitch marks running across the hand.<br/>'It could just be a very disfigured person?' Lulu suggested with a sad frown at the thought of someone being that damaged. Alistair just shook his head.<br/>'No I also did some chemical work using this litmus paper.' Alistair spoke as he pointed to the strips of paper in his hand, 'The prints the culprit has left contains various different quantities of finger print acids. It's a curious case really, not only are they of various different levels but nearly all of them are stronger than the typical amount of acid found in a normal human finger print.' He explained while examining them, not bothering to keep the intrigue out of his voice.<br/>'I suspect that when I take the data home I'll find DNA that doesn't belong to a single entity. I believe it will belong to several unfortunate people and those people will all be dead.' Alistair spoke before pocketing the litmus paper, 'You know what I'm suggesting don't you?'<br/>The two of them nodded. Ryan looked a bit pale whilst Lulu looked very grim.<br/>'Frankenstein's monster.' Ryan spoke nervously.<br/>'Perhaps. I don't have enough information to know whether it is a work of Doctor Frankenstein, we'll have to see.' He spoke before getting up and dusting himself off, 'I need you two to keep your ears open for the appearance of the poor man. We'll need to bring him in and reassure him that we won't hurt him.'<br/>'Is that a lie? Alistair you were pretty mad this morning?' Lulu asked while giving him a look of concern.<br/>'I still am angry Lulu.' Alistair replied before turning and making his way off the stand, 'I'm angry at the guy who played God and unleashed a poor life form like that on Casey.'<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Back in Alistair's room</span></strong></div><br/>'I took the data home and as I guessed found various samples of DNA.' He spoke softly as he watched the girl in his bed, 'It was strange stuff. All the cells were dead yet there was cellular activity and traces of some healthy cells reforming. Unfortunately I don't have a data bank on all the people in this town so I don't know who the DNA belongs to, but I have been working on something else now that we've found the poor soul.'