Really, Miss Tusspells. Ive Always Known That You And Your Familys Methods Werestrange, To Say The Least."

“Really, Miss Tusspells. I’ve always known that you and your family’s methods were…strange, to say the least." He couldn’t see her face from behind the wall, but he could quite clearly imagine the lady sporting a sneer. “To go as far as to employ a criminal?”

Enoch’s cold, metallic heart stopped ticking.

Injury: the fact of being injured; harm or damage.

A low groan, made his heart both jump in relief and plunge his stomach into bottomless dread. All of the worst case scenarios popped into his head at once as he raced toward the pitiful noise, his brain only able to supply him with one thought and one thought only.

Please be okay.

Sorry this took so long, and hope everyone is still enjoying this story. I’ll try to have the next chapter out quicker.

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That moment when you can’t afford therapy so you make an anime specifically for calling you out on your issues.

Esmeralda extends a little 'common courtesy.'

Enoch Drebber scopes out the museum and runs into an old acquaintance

He wasn't doing this because he's worried about disrupting her sleep, it was just too much trouble to move her. That's all. Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Yes, I know I’m several hours late and I don’t care. I spent all day working on this.

"I see," he cracked a grin that held no amusement. "It appears that everyone involved has benefited from the tragedy."

Everyone except me.

Enoch Drebber scopes out the museum and runs into an old acquaintance WARNING: CONTAINS SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR CASE 3!