[hr][hr][center][h1][color=f06262]Robin Marshall[/color][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/nwvYKd0.gif[/img]

[i]Location: Abandoned House
Interacting With: Miranda, Heather[/i][/center]
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[color=f06262]"Could be someone who owned this house. Dunno,"[/color] Robin said, the last to view the house's only clue thus far. He'd never heard of anyone around town with the name, or at least, it didn't ring any bells. Siegfried Becker. It was worth committing the name, and the face, to memory. Miranda taking a picture of the photograph was a good call, and had Robin brought a cellphone with him, he would have done the same. Instead, he surreptitiously picked it up after the others had moved on. There would be room in [i]The Dancing Queen[/i], as much as he hated clutter in his home.

[color=f06262]"Upstairs it is."[/color] With only a cursory glance around the room at the covered furniture, which he didn't dare disturb for fear of an attack of the dust bunnies, or something similar, he climbed the stairs two at a time, wincing at the unfortunate sound of wood that was barely holding his weight.

He eyed the broken roof, all sharp edges and broken slate that let the rain and wind in to better destroy the house. [color=f06262]"Do you think someone lives here? Or has been living here. A squatter or something." He "Because I doubt they'd risk sleeping under this kind of roof––it could come down any minute on them."[/color] Maybe the basement would be a better hideout. If [i]he[/i] was a criminal, that would be where he chose as his murderous lair.

[i]Then again, if it's in as bad shape as up here...[/i] [color=f06262]"Let's check out these rooms,"[/color] Robin concluded, investigating the rooms off the upper landing in hopes of some scrap that the PI missed. He tread carefully, testing the strength of the wood so as to not fall through the floor.