#clued.tour

[ofholisticims-blog]

Had someone told Harrison Harvey a week ago that the extended work vacation he was about to embark on would quickly turn into a murder mystery dinner party, he’d have laughed in their faces and blown smoke in it, just for kicks. But unfortunately for America’s pretty boy, that was his reality now, as he stood with a group of other guests who had gathered near where the body was found. There was a murderer among them, as this was clearly no accident, and tensions already seemed to be running a bit high. He decided to take it upon himself to ease the tension. “Can’t say I knew the poor bastard well, but shit,” His eyes lingered over the body for moments too long, “That’s a rough way to go out.”

[eloquentliars-blog]

WITHIN THESE WALLS || status: open

---- EERIE, SINISTER, THE CHILL OF A BREATH AGAINST SKIN, vessels of blood inflaming, pale complexion rising goosebumps, a bent spine straightening from the uncanny and supernatural environment. a linguist oblivious to the proper word to utilize when depicting the setting; all known to the man was that the halls were guided by dim lighting, and the step of sole on hardwood creaked like the screeching of a child being turned by the sharp nails of a witch’s aging hands. paintings on the walls camouflaged with the dull palette, but faces of men and women of former decades taunted the fright furthermore with squint of hues teasing, yet alluring. 

      before fingertips brushed the edges of a picture frame, orbs of charcoal averted to the bodies trailing before him. a historical tour, an animated individual would declare; however, a tour of what is too occur in the future is what jaesun believes to be the case. why else gather various persons? something grand is to be announced or happen, right? 

      clearing his throat, stuffing slender digits within the depth of pockets, a nod of his head to greet the opposite person standing parallel. “what’s your thought on this painting?” not one to be deemed best conversationalist, but, still, he enacted the dialogue, for he was genuinely curious to what another would think of the painting he could only accuse as expected and troubling.