The Woods (Or The InExplicable Murder Mystery That Happened Over The Course of a Few Days)

Ella Bismol lives in Overthebrook, a very small town. When A string of strange deaths start to happen it sets the town on edge, and Ella realizes that all the deaths circulated around the woods. She sets it upon herself, with the help of a local newspaper reporter-Ezrah Stone to find out how and why they died. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (the dates of when the chapters were written is because its for the nanowrimo competition where you write something and have a chapter a day with 100 words per day)


9. 8: The Pictures -written 11/10/15

"Or..." Ezrah said, leaning back in his chair. "We could look at the pictures of both corpses and compare then come up with some idea. Then maybe find a pattern, slowly decide what to do-maybe visit the places they were found. See if theres going to be another. Research if this has every happened anywhere else before then maybe venture out into the woods?" 

Ella stared blankly at Ezrah. "Sleuthing." She rolled her eyes, "But we can do your way too." She shrugged. Ezrah rolled his eyes and turned his chair around to face his laptop. 

"What ever." Said Ella, as she pulled a chair from another, empty office in. 

"Take the one next to mine!" Ezrah said, quite loudly for the quiet office. Ella carted the chair awkwardly back, half in his office, half out, as she wouldn't quite fit. "She's on vacation." He explained as he tilted his laptop towards her and pulled up two pictures and made them go side by side. One was a picture of a girl, bloody and beaten, face up, her eyes glassy and wide open. The other was a man. 

"Are these Ilana McHaven and Edgar Dugg?" Ella asked. 

"You didn't believe me when I said "Look at some pictures" before?" 

"I thought you were being philosophical."Once more, Ezrah rolled his eyes, an action that he seemed to enjoy. He then pulled up their backs, and both sides. Ella asked "Can you print these?". 

"Sending to the printer." Ezrah said, clicking a few times on his laptop before he closed it and got up, leaving Ella alone in his little cubicle space. She looked around. There was a little bookshelf, completely filled with some hanging decorations and action figures and small souvenirs on it. On the front wall, right behind his laptop some pictures were hung up. Mostly him and his family. Some with friends. Last year, Ella had pinned up an "attractive" picture of her. 

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