First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1385593857 Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1385593857 Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1386290716/ Notes from the detective: Watch for strange entities · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · ???: Hey Joel! Joel: ? ???: Oh it's Pearl! I found your number on your little business cards lol Joel:Okay.. Pearl: I have another friend you can talk to! Joel: Okay, when can I meet them? Pearl: Well I haven't asked him yet… so we’re going to a party! Joel: Why..? Pearl: Because that's where he'll be! Joel: I hate parties. Pearl: Suck it up. (Address). Be there. 9pm. See uuuuu! :)) · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Women are scary. Joel arrived at the address Pearl had sent him, it was a large house, colorful lights blinked and changed colors inside, a few people were around outside, drinking, puking, kissing, the normal things you see at a party. Pearl walked up to him, “Joel!” “Hello Pearl, shall we go inside?” Pearl laughs. “Yes we shall” The house was really big and open, the living room was full of people, listening and laughing to someone singing badly to some karaoke song on the TV. on the stairs leading to the upper floor people are pouring drinks on their friends below them, or maybe just random people, though nobody seems to be mad at them. Pearl ignores the chaos and belines to the kitchen, plates of food are scattered around the island, drinks are on the counter, with multiple different bottles of alch-h-l. She walks over to a man with cyan hair, some kind of fish, looks gay, he's grabbing another drink and talking to another guy. “Scott! Howrya buddy?” Scott looks up at her, tilting his head a bit. “Mm?” “We were going to talk to you about something but it seems like a bad time…” “Noo it's fine we can talk now!” the man next to Scott shakes his head, a vampire? “No. You can come by tomorrow though” Pearl nods, “thanks Pyro, see you then!” · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Scott's house is equally as large as the house we were at yesterday, without the strobing lights and loud music. Pearl walks to the door confidently and knocks loudly. The door opens and someone who is not either of the men Joel met yesterday opens the door and smiles at them, a normal looking guy, nothing wrong with him. “Hello! What do you need?” “We’re here to see Scott, we tried to talk to him yesterday but-” “CAMERON!!” someone yells from inside, the man in the doorway doesn't turn and continues to smile at us, he seems to be deaf, someone is clearly calling for him. “He's inside! Come one!” Scott is laying on the coach, scowling as we enter. “Cam, I've been calling for you for 5 minutes…” “Oh! I didn't hear you, do you need something?” Scott puts a pillow over his face. “No, I'm just bored….” a muffled voice replies. Cam sits next to Scott and starts playing with his hair, which he seems to enjoy. “We're here to cure your boredom!” Pearl grins and slides onto the couch on the opposite side of Scott. Joel sits on a chair next to the couch and opens his notebook. “Sure, that's one way to put it” “Why are there so many people here?” Pyro walks up the stairs from what Joel assumes is the basement, and walks over the couch, sitting on one of the arms. “They want to talk to me or something, I don't know.” Scott sighs and removes the pillow from his face and stares at Joel. “Are you interviewing me? What's with the notebook?” “This could count as an interview, yes.” Scott rolls his eyes. “Get on with it then” “Scott, stop being a d--k!” Cam hits him with a pillow. Too late, Joel thinks. “We are forming a file on the case of the… disappearances that happened 15 years ago, we heard you could be helpful” Scott sighs. “Mmm, maybe i can, maybe not” Joel is trying his hardest not to throttle him, it's tempting, very tempting… “Lets begin” Scott nods and starts talking.
Scott was too old for easter egg hunts, that's what he tells himself, and what he tells Martyn, who keeps pestering him. “Come on, it will be fun! Annnnd you get candy, candy is the best, why don't you want candy” Martyn is pouting like a child, and Scott shoves his face away. “I want to go, and I can get some of yours” “No, im giving Cherri some of my candy, she cant go either, steal something for Jimmy or something” “I- i can go to the egg hunt! I just don't want to…. And Jimmy will cry, it's too pathetic” Martyn laughs, then looks at his watch. “Oh! I have to go, sorry, me and Ren are gonna go into the woods with Cherri, she needs to complain about her mom or something.” “Oh okay bye…” Martyn waves and runs off, and Scott is alone, which isn't the best for him, he hates being alone. Which isn't the best for him, he hates being alone. “Hello young man!” a strange guy walks up to him. “Hello…” who is this guy..? He's creepy… “You probably think im a creep but i assure you young one, i dislike children, hate is a better word.” Adults are so strange. “Are you going to that… egg hunt? The children seem to love them, don't they?” “Um no… dont like egg hunts…im gonna go…” “Okay! Stay safe, young one!” Scott leaves before he can say anything else, and heads to the park. He sat on the climbing gym, thinking about nothing and everything. The truth was, he wanted to go to the easter egg hunt, but his parents didn't want him to go. “SCOTT!” a little boy runs up to the climbing gym, and fails to climb the bars, his legs flailing the first steps. “Hey Jimmy, what are you doing over here?” Scott picks up Jimmy by the armpits, and hauls him up to rest next to him. “Grian is hangin out wif his frens an won let me play, so I came over here to you, I saw you!” Jimmy grins, leaning into Scott, swinging his legs. “Mmm, well you dont wanna play with me, im boring” “No! You’re fun!” Scott puts an arm around Jimmy hugging him “thanks buddy, your pretty cool yourself” · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Scott watched the egg hunt from his front lawn, he then went and watched tv, hours later his mother came into the room. “Have any of your little friends come around? The police say they havent shown up, its been 2 hours after they were supposed to show up” “Really? where are they?” his mother sighs. “How the h-ll am i supposed to know” Scott runs out before they can continue their conversation, he walks over to the start of the woods, the clearing where everywhere had started the egg hunt at the beginning of the day. He runs into the woods, dodges around the trees trying to find his friends, why didn't they come home? They were just lost, he tells himself, they can't find the trail. But all the eggs are still in their hiding spots. Scott was confused on why they were there, why didn't any of the little kids pick up the eggs. Where were his friends? Exploring the woods, he came across something terrible, a sweater, a blue denim sweater, he knew who it was the second he saw it. Jimmy's. Where was he? Scott took the sweater home, and kept it for years, in a chest in the attic. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · “And I haven't seen anyone since” Scott lays down again, and closes his eyes. “Ive gone back to the woods from time to time, but I haven't found anything, but one can hope…” Joel shuts his notebook closed and stares at everyone gathered in the living room. “Does anyone else have anything to say?” “Niether Pyro or Cam lived here when this sh-t happened, lucky f-ckers…” Pearl looks over at Scott. “Your lucky the kid isn't here, she would go to TOWN on you” Scott scoffs “im sooo scared” Joel leaves the two to their banter and exits the house. (pretend i did a cool ending, woah that as so cool dude)
