UnveilingCrimsin The DUP Murders Part 6

They read the list then voted, it was unanimous, request denied the team was full. There was a hard solid knock at the door, The Leprechaun damn near broke a leg trying to get to the door first, he was barking mad! Wtf!....Hades' bypassed Lepp and told him "calm down brother" and opened the door. A very tall very large man stood in the doorway.                                                      
                                                        
David MonkHouse Muldoon MadMan McGillicuddy Macleod  was that man. He stepped inside and closed the door. Just so you know he said, I had no involvement in the Dup Murders so leave me out of this and fuck off and slammed the door behind him! ....Craic spoke up,"I thought this was a secret investigation?? And how did DiamondDave find us anyway"?                                                                            
                                                                             
Firstly Zazz explained, this is not a secret room Lepp, tons of poetry lands here on the regular as you can plainly see “Layla’s  protection shield keeps trolls out. The ring of salt is for netherworld and menacing magical creatures, not the average poet wanting to come in like DiamondDave, "who is no warlock btw. He’s a rocker, a song writer. Plus DiamondDave Is psychic, he knew we were here.                              
                             
Hades followed up by saying “We are not a secret investigative team and all members of the Underground are free to roam around the Underground wherever they choose with the exception of the Guardian of Shadows Wing, which is supposed to be off-limits to everyone except for the Guardians. And the information obtained here will be kept secret until they get to the truth. The leprechaun nodded his head, yeah yeah, and that was that. Everyone  took a piece of the room and got some shut eye .                                                                              
                                                                             
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Zazzle woke up first at 9:45 am because the damn scribes were beating on the door demanding to get back in. Damn "Clowns!" Zazz, grabbed a breath mint charm and ate it, opened the door while summoning the beast of wind, and unleashed a wind storm with a single breath, Instantaneously removing them from the doorway, sending them outside somewhere!      
     
Zazzles slammed the door shut mumbling hows that? you like that,...? “ You fucking bitters! “                       
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Lady Layla, and Crim were already awake having heard the commotion, enjoying a smoke and sipping some wine,, everyone else was immersed in breakfast by the time Zazzles came to sit down, and rolled herself a joint.                      
     
“Zazzles been off the sauce for awhile and only smokes bud”      
     
Crim was staring at Zazzles with suspicion, trying not to look obvious when Hades asked; are you alright Crimsin, my pet, my submissive demon child? Crim nodded, yeah just tired I suppose Sir Hades', It's been a long day and a half,,, shhh little one, Hades', whispered in her ear...                                                                            
                           
                           
It was 10:30 in the morning,  Hades said lets have a look, see what's on the tapes from last night. Crowfly said he saw a hand print on one of the video tapes, not sure Todsky said, Craic said it looked like a hand print alright, Crim was staying quiet, Layla agreed with Crowfly. Well one thing was for sure, everyone said they heard and saw a voice saying Help us on the wrist recorder Todsky brought. As for the hand print, unfortunately after thorough examination it was concluded by Viddax, that it was a smudge on the wall and nothing more. Other than that the tapes were all blank as were the other auto recordings... everyone was bummed                                                                            
                                                                             
Layla was holding the tiny totem in her right hand looking for clues, she had released and buried the dove in an old shoe box she found inside one of the closets last night, but kept the totem as a keepsake. Before putting it away in her bag she noticed a chip on the bottom It was a tiny little pull draw. Hades? C'mere, look at this, Hades pulled the tiny drawer and out popped a tiny red key. meanwhile Todsky did a double take, out of the corner of his eye he noticed Crims back pack was moving, Wt? a little mouse scurried out and ran for the door, but not before Crim stepped on its tail holding him still...Show yourself Hades Demanded!    
And just like that Nautymouse appeared!                                                            
                                                             
Yup that’s right! Nautymouse, had stowed away inside Crims back pack! He’s a shape-shifter she said, with the sound of guilt in her voice and blush on her cheeks for not checking her bag before coming along. Well well well, Nautymouse The Unicorn, aka Mclovin aka The Baby Maker. Known for making the ladies sweat. Welcome! Excuse us for a second mate said Zazzles  
 
what we're dealing with here people is not as it seems, nope It’s not exactly a secret that the underground has many types of writers.  
From witches to warlocks, to vamps and wares to strait up monsters & cry babies, moms & dads,,, drunks and of course addicts, stalkers,pervs   
& the Mighty TROLLS! and last but certainly not least,  psychotic pathological murderers!  
it was time to put the ghost equipment away and go another rout..                                                              
                                                           
Hades added on and told everyone; a few years ago there was a rumor circulating around about a red key that could open the Dungeon down in the Cellar.Nobody knows what’s in the dungeon as it’s been closed for some time. Legend has it there are petrified poets down there .  
 
Everything is crazy ! What started as a murder mystery turned into a Ghost Hunt turned back into a Murder mystery ! For fucks sake!  
 
Quickly Mclovin, shift and head out to all 8 poetry houses including the Guardians, It was time for Reinforcement!        
                                                                  
                                                                             
To be continued