Part 6
Oh good you've returned! This mystery is shaping to be a whopper to solve. Every step of the way our boys gain another hint. In case you havent been following, so far they have seen a girl that was killed and covered in cement who was carried down the street on a crane with her dislodged eyeball dangling in the air. At the scene of the crime they located... a hair...
Shortly after, the boys got a phone call saying something disturbing, and that spoofygoddess had been killed. At the scene the found that her brain had been removed and placed on her chest. In blood they found written the words RICHAR| and SIL NEV. Shall we continue the journey? Lets...
The police had been notified and Spoof's body was cleaned and taken to the mortuary so that her brain could be placed back in her head and she could be made look presentable for the open coffin funeral which was being organised by her family. The boys returned to their office feeling an incredible weight of sadness. Richard most of all.
"I cant believe it... she loved me! She must have... why else would she have written my name!"
"Maybe you killed her!" Tim said pointing a finger at him
"How could i have killed her you fu...."
"HEY!" Paul shouted as he was trying to think
"How could i have killed her... i was here with you."
Tim dropped his figner and sat in his chair. They sat in silence for an hour or so and decided to retire for the evening, moving to their small appartment above the office. All 3 dreaming the same horrible dream. A vivid image of their Spoof's murder. A faceless being in the background laughing a silent laugh.
The next morning the 3 boys woke early to dress for the funeral. Each wearing a black suit, a hat and sunglasses, looking remarkebly like the blues brothers, only one extra person.
They drove up in their small car to be greeted by a few hundred backsides facing their way. They were almost surprised at how many people showed up. The parked the car and took their spots around the beautifully decorated coffin and crossed their hands in front of them, looking towards the ground. A single tear streaked Richards Face but he was startled out of his thoughts when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
"Shh... Dont say anything..."
"Who... Who are you" He whispered back.
"Silent Neville"
part 7