BTW, in case it isn't clear, G is Gavin, H is Halluel, and J is Jessica from the game I'm working on (working title is Halluel, but that's just cause usually don't come up with titles till the end)
Anyway, here I go
G Halluel, can you get any closer too it?
H I can try.
The hidden camera shakes a bit as Halluel wades through the crowd to get closer to the body, thankfully the staff hasn’t arrived on the scene yet.
My life would be so much easier if she would just have some cybernetics implanted into her eyes, but the little freak won’t hear it.
H Is this close enough.
G Yeah.
H What can you make of it?
G Eh, it’s pretty banged up, I’d say whoever did this beat her a few times after killing her.
G Maybe they even enjoied it.
H This reminds me a bit of my ex-boyfriend.
G Which one?
H A few of them actually.
G You kill them yourself?
H Nah, most of them died trying to escape across a street without looking.
G You took them captive?
H No, I just followed them for a while.
H I couldn’t even tell a lot of them that we were dating before they died.
I cringe a bit behind the screen. The fact that Halluel’s insanity is now what I’d consider normal is annoying. At least I don’t have to deal with her in person.
I chuckle into the microphone.
H What’s so funny?
G I never thought the day would come when your stories would stop surprising me.
H What can I saw, I’m growing on you.
G I guess so.
My computer begins to play the ringtone I’d set for our client, as I figured it would the instant Halluel stumbled upon the corpse.
G Ms. Banks is calling, I’m going to add her to our line.
H Okay.
J Hello.
H Hi.
J Oh, it’s you. I thought I called the sane one.
G That would be me.
J Thank goodness. I don’t know if I could have kept my patience if I had to talk to the assassin.
H Why not, I think I could hold your attention pretty well.
H I’ve got tons of interesting stories.
H I even divide them into categories.
G Halluel…
H Like stories about funny sounds people made when they were killed, stories about my exes, stories about interesting stuff I saw on T.V.
J Mr. Crowe could you…
H I even have stories about before I started to kill people. You know my kindergarten years.
G Halluel, please stop.
J Mr. Crowe could you please contact me privately without your assassin present.
G Sorry, but Halluel doesn’t like to be left out.
H Nah, go ahead.
G Well okay, just don’t get pissy later.
I reconnect to Ms. Banks using a private channel.
J Are we alone Mr. Crowe.
G Yes, we’re alone.
J As I was trying to say before the girl interrupted me, do you have any new information.
G Not really, we can tell a bit about the way the killer kills just from sight, but that’s about it.
G Don’t worry though, Halluel will protect you so you can sleep soundly tonight.
J That’s not my worry.
J I simply want this issue resolved as quickly as possible.