[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/8bfe4de44140ed062d7b4ebdc40a815b/tumblr_og1mi12uF91utmdtuo1_400.gif[/img][hr][b][color=F48CA7]Location:[/color][/b] The Museum
[b][color=F48CA7]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Josephine was thankful to be away from the scene. As best she could, she tried holding herself together. Thankful she had the Lord Major to lean on as she made her way upstairs. Once seating was offered, she walked over and sat down. [color=F48CA7]"Thank you all. If I could get something to drink, please?"[/color] Normally Josephine would probably have demanded something, but as the circumstances went, now was not the time to be a diva.

Her thoughts raced through her. Something was off in the museum. What happened in the basement? Was it an accident? Either way, it pointed to there being more going on than any of them realized. She wanted nothing more than to go back home at this point. But she couldn't. Wouldn't. Not when she needed answers.