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* [[Atlas]]
* [[Atlas]]
* [[Jerome]]
* [[Jerome]]
* Dr. Keith Arcand
* Officer Baker
* Officer Baker
* [[Keith Arcand|Dr. Arcand]]
* [[Cynthia Monroe|Dr. Monroe]]
* Several BCPD Crime Scene Investigators
* Several BCPD Crime Scene Investigators
* People at the Diner
* People at the Diner

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UAKM4
Chapter of Under A Killing Moon
Chapter 4 of Under A Killing Moon
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Waking Dreams -

TO BE NAMED

What Happened

The silence of the basement beneath the Goodwill has been broken by Ethan's cry of shock and pain. As he, Michael and Atlas were trying to comprehend what happened and what to do next, a voice called down from the store above. Officer Baker calling down to Dr Clarke with sharp urgency. Michael and Atlas decided not being there would be wise and hid amidst the sacks and shadows out of sight, just in time before Baker came down the stairs. He didn't even stop to look around, barely noticed Ethan's injured hand, just headed straight for the doctor and shepherded him upstairs while telling him what to say if anyone asked. Getting the story straight. He had been with him the entire time, they had just gone in for the torch, hadn't touched anything.

A boxy van with BCPD markings pulled up across the mouth of the alley just as Baker and Ethan got out of the building. Two guys who looked more suited to an office got out wearing CSI vests and carrying heavy equipment, exchanged a few words with Baker and headed down into the basement, their torches cutting bars of painful brilliance into the gloom. One of them cursed under his breath when the torchlight settled on damaged wall; someone had interfered with their crime scene. He pulled out a phone and headed for the stairs to get signal when a sudden noise came from a corner of the room.

Michael had been doing his very best to stay quiet. It was something he was well practiced in, but something was bothering him. Why did the CSI guys need torches when there was plenty of light coming down from the shop's skylight? The scuffed and filthy skylight that wasn't even in direct line of sight with the basement stairs was letting in enough weak winter daylight to see one floor down? Wait. The eyes... Michael couldn't stop himself from muttering a curse at the realisation. One of the torches panned over him, dazzlingly bright in the dark corner he was hiding in. Instinct kicked in. Unable to hide, he ran, shoving past the CSI investigator on the stairs, through the shop and out into the alleyway at full sprint away from everything.

People Appearing (in order of appearance)

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