Knocking on Dead Doors
The captain and I sat in a secluded section of the faculty office. I sighed as he propped down the papers from a number of the one on one interviews begun taking, starting first from the students belonging to Class 2-A. Cures and Pepper with both in the same class, as well as second year students, same as myself, but I wasn't enrolled at the moment. Most of the information we collected was, fairly interesting.
I picked up the top sheet.
"Blair Paige. Second year, class 2A. Soccer team member, often spoke to Pepper in passing. Her behavior wasn't unusual, if you call being stand-offish strange by definition. What is this?" the Captain said just dulled at this point.
I reached for the next sheet under, this was one was rather extensive.
"Gregory Mathis. Second year, Class 2A. Cooking club aficionado, wasn't the biggest fan of Cures apparently due to some middle school mishap. Watched him closely through their first year, eventually erupting into a fist fight. Has since then made peace with--UGH, REALLY?? Is this REALLY important??"
The captain seemed to be getting annoyed as he slumped back into his chair stroking his face.
"Detective, from what we've gathered just from their home class, nothing these students have said points to any specific information directly following the disappearance of Pepper or Cures. The only thing is that we know they acted in group activities after school. Nothing else is sticking to paint a clear picture as to who they were with, where they were, nothing."
"It takes patience Captain. I'll have to do some digging, come to think of it...at the coffee shop this morning-"
"Look, if you bring up Star one more time without brandishing an autograph, i'll-!"
The door to the faculty office opened, and the principle's figure appeared.
"Pardon my intrusion Detective and Captain, but good morning. Did the student produce any information useful to the investigation? It's imperative in handling their parents as well as the gaudy media reporters."
"Unfortunately we're having no such luck Principal. It's a wonder how they've managed to elude this many people within their own class, no one seemed to be on a level higher than acquaintance with them save for a few rivals that squashed their beef. You'll need to give us some time to recuperate."
The captain looked urgently at the principal, to whom nodded before exiting.
"You should try to relax more sir..."
"Not an option Lane. The last thing I want is for more students to go disappearing on us next."
The captain made a grave point. I started to reflect on that group of students that I had eyes on this morning at the cafe. It tickled my brain in a way that they seemed familiar, the small lot, perhaps more? I would thumb through it all later for sure, but for now this was their primary focus.
"Lets bring in the next class then."
The captain and I sat in a secluded section of the faculty office. I sighed as he propped down the papers from a number of the one on one interviews begun taking, starting first from the students belonging to Class 2-A. Cures and Pepper with both in the same class, as well as second year students, same as myself, but I wasn't enrolled at the moment. Most of the information we collected was, fairly interesting.
I picked up the top sheet.
"Blair Paige. Second year, class 2A. Soccer team member, often spoke to Pepper in passing. Her behavior wasn't unusual, if you call being stand-offish strange by definition. What is this?" the Captain said just dulled at this point.
I reached for the next sheet under, this was one was rather extensive.
"Gregory Mathis. Second year, Class 2A. Cooking club aficionado, wasn't the biggest fan of Cures apparently due to some middle school mishap. Watched him closely through their first year, eventually erupting into a fist fight. Has since then made peace with--UGH, REALLY?? Is this REALLY important??"
The captain seemed to be getting annoyed as he slumped back into his chair stroking his face.
"Detective, from what we've gathered just from their home class, nothing these students have said points to any specific information directly following the disappearance of Pepper or Cures. The only thing is that we know they acted in group activities after school. Nothing else is sticking to paint a clear picture as to who they were with, where they were, nothing."
"It takes patience Captain. I'll have to do some digging, come to think of it...at the coffee shop this morning-"
"Look, if you bring up Star one more time without brandishing an autograph, i'll-!"
The door to the faculty office opened, and the principle's figure appeared.
"Pardon my intrusion Detective and Captain, but good morning. Did the student produce any information useful to the investigation? It's imperative in handling their parents as well as the gaudy media reporters."
"Unfortunately we're having no such luck Principal. It's a wonder how they've managed to elude this many people within their own class, no one seemed to be on a level higher than acquaintance with them save for a few rivals that squashed their beef. You'll need to give us some time to recuperate."
The captain looked urgently at the principal, to whom nodded before exiting.
"You should try to relax more sir..."
"Not an option Lane. The last thing I want is for more students to go disappearing on us next."
The captain made a grave point. I started to reflect on that group of students that I had eyes on this morning at the cafe. It tickled my brain in a way that they seemed familiar, the small lot, perhaps more? I would thumb through it all later for sure, but for now this was their primary focus.
"Lets bring in the next class then."
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