[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbpczi3nM1qaorpxo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Gym
[b]Interacting With:[/b][@Salrynn] [@Nallore][/center][hr]

	Cynthia was like a kid in a candy store right then. People were being nice to her and she was being nice to them, granted she was being weird and crazy but that was just how the girl was right then. 

	[color=f26522]"Yes, drinks, we can't get parched. Like you even know what parched means. Hey, it means, well parched. Riiight... Okay, we need drinks, we need food. They covered that already. Ooo, how about a flashlight? Why do we need a flashlight? So we can tell spooky stories! Why the fuck would we want to tell spooky stories? Why not? Oh I don't know, someone got killed today! Well that isn't spooky. Oh it isn't. No, death isn't spooky. Did you not listen to Marc? Yeah, why? Same type of set up as Simone. Oh that is spooky. Ya think? Okay, no Flashlights. How about some Dvd's? Movies? Movies! What movies? Firestarter? What the fuck is wrong with you woman? A lot."[/color] Cynthia continued to argue with herself and even ended up causing herself to facepalm herself. 

	Eventually she went quiet and started mumbling about stars as she saw someone come into the gym and then quickly looked over towards Riley and smiled before looking over at Hye. [color=f26522]"Yup yup, ready to go. Are we? Well what do we need? Pajama's? Oh, those. Yeah those. Hye, got some I can borrow? Like she will let you borrow her jammies. Why wouldn't she? Well what will she wear if you are wearing hers? I dunno, Jae's shirt? And what will Jae wear? Guy's don't need shirts. ......."[/color]

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	Tim rolled up to the high school and let out a frustrated breath as he stepped out of his patrol car. He slammed the door behind him as he looked towards the gym. In the last little while it had become more than evident that more was going on than a single murder and he really needed Marc's help on this. His staff was stretched thin at this point and things only seemed to be getting worse. Two more officers pulled up and got out of their vehicles, heading over towards the soccer fields. They had had a call from Mr. Black that they needed to get out there as quickly as possible. Normally they would have brushed it off that he was just high and seeing things but the tone of his voice was actually serious; none of them ever remembered the man being serious in his entire life. 

	Time sighed as he made his way towards the gym, pushing the doors open and looking around. Things seemed calm right then inside, everyone was talking, drinking, laughing even. He spotted Ashley and Marc over against the wall laughing their proverbial asses off and had to wonder what was so funny but he really wasn't in the mood to laugh. Taking a deep breath he pushed through the crowd, giving a quaint nod and hello to his former class mates before he finally was able to get to Marc. 

	"Marc, we have a problem..."

	Marc slowly contained his laughter as he heard the tone in Tim's voice and straightened up. Tim slowly handed over several manila folders to him. Marc took the folders and leaned back against the wall as he went through them. The pictures that were inside caused him to quickly close the folder before anyone else could see what was within them. Tucking them under his arm he looked at Ash and it was clear in his eyes he was worried. 

	"Notice anything Marc?"

	[color=82ca9d]"Yeah, I do. Two of them were here earlier,"[/color] he muttered under his breath as he took Ashley by the arm. [color=82ca9d]"Baby, you need to come with me,"[/color] he said in a stern voice before he lead her out of the gym; Tim following closely behind the pair as they made their way back out of the gym and over to the picnic tables. Marc motioned for Ashley to take a seat before looking back over to Tim. 

	"We are working as quickly as we can but I just don't have the man power for something like this," Tim admitted as he took his sheriffs hat off and ran his hand through his hair. Marc nodded and held up a finger before turning his attention back to Ashley. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Ash, take a breath okay? Remember Val? They found her, like Jessica and Simone. She was in your dress from prom,"[/color] he said quietly. Tim perked a brow.

	"How did you know it was Ashley's dress?"

	[color=82ca9d]"Something's you never forget,"[/color] he said before handing the files back over to Tim. [color=82ca9d]"Go inside and find out whose dress was on Jewell."[/color]

	"And the Tux?" he asked as he looked back at the files and looked over another body, the first male to be caught up in this. 

	[color=82ca9d]"That was mine..."[/color]

	"Oh..." Time said before giving a quick nod and heading back inside. Seeing Cynthia with the other girls he made a bee line for them. "Hey everyone, listen. Did any of you wear a blue dress to prom?" he asked.

	Back outside Marc sighed as he slipped next to Ashley and wrapped his arms around her. [color=82ca9d]"Ash... Atlas is dead,"[/color] he said remorsefully. Sure he didn't like the man and felt he was never worth Ashley's time but he didn't think he needed to be murdered.