[center][hr][h3][color=9e0039]Allan McCullough[/color][/h3]
[code]South Rawyn - Community Center[/code]
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As more people began to fill in the small area, he began to realize that this wasn't just about press coverage. 
They weren't a huge group but they weren't a small group either. Naturally, he was becoming extremely confused because this wasn't exactly a [i]normal[/i] situation. He held his tongue as the others chorused in their confusion or in one guy's case, his [i]lack of confusion[/i].

The only thing that Allan was currently lacking was the stomach to eat any of the provided refreshments. They [i]looked[/i] fine but he liked to attribute his success to being cautious. A good journalist did what he could to get a good story, a [i]better[/i] journalist did what he could [i]cautiously[/i]. Coming here hadn't been his most cautious move but he'd been expecting the worst. He would have rather been forced to listen to a serial killer ramble on about what he'd done than to have went home empty-handed.

The young lady began to embark on her story and it was [i]weird[/i]. He was good at investigative journalism. He wasn't so great with the supernatural and that's what this girl seemed to be hinting at. She said everything so [i]earnestly[/i] though, either she was telling the truth or she really believed herself. He didn't know if he believed her but he knew that he was curious. 

That was the problem with Allan, he was constantly curious. There was constantly something to find under the surface. He wasn't content with what could be seen, he needed to know what couldn't be seen as well. A childhood of asking "[i]Why is the sky blue?[/i]" had become an adulthood of asking "[i]Why did this happen? Could it have been stopped?[/i]" If he didn't ask questions then he would never know the entire truth.

He was suspicious too, that was another problem with Allan. He took everything that was said with a grain of sand. This could very easily be a cover up, maybe an accident had happened that had lead to her friend's untimely doom. Maybe she [i]was[/i] a witness. So much could be wrong with this story and he had no way to garner the truth. So, he let his curiosity think for him and he nodded.

"[color=9e0039]Kid, I don't really know what kind of rabbit hole that you're going to lead us down but I'll help.[/color]" he said, though he sounded as if he were on the fence about it. "[color=9e0039]Do you mind if I take notes? I'm a journalist for The Rawyn Times, its a bit of a habit at this point.[/color]"
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