[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center]

[color=536d78][b]Chicago, Illinois:[/b][/color] Adelaide looked over at Robert and sighed. "I'll leave after the tech gets here and you're coming with me," she said as she leaned back in her seat. "Patty Fisher, Fisher and Son's Funeral Home, Grimm Indiana. So yeah, this has to have to do with Grimm somehow. That family is the only funeral home in Grimm, has taken care of burials for nearly as long as my family has been in town. She's his," she said before tapping Wallace's file. "Mother. So yeah, it all goes back to Grimm. Always does.Like a fucking black hole of shit."

	Standing up she went to a shelf. "I was always interested in history and reading growing up. Being in a small town where it seemed like nothing ever happened. I would go to the library a lot. We didn't exactly have a lot of books there. But we had a lot of news paper clippings," she said as her fingers went over what looked to be leather bound photo albums and scrapbooks. They seemed rather out of place considering all the old books she had. "So I started reading those, and photocopying them," she added as she pulled one out and started flipping through it. 

	Finding the page she was looking for she turned the thing around and tossed it onto the table in front of Robert. The headline read. [i]"Patty Fisher, found guilty of Murder. Committed to Grimm Asylum."[/i] Sitting downs he pushed her hair out of her face. "We were always told nothing happened in Grimm. Thing was, it did, it was just that no one would talk about it."

	The streets were fine and Keystone would get back to the Church without issue. In the church Atticus shrugged. "Could be but from what I have gathered, the church had four of these at one time and that was when it was at it's most powerful." Taking a long pull from his cigarette he looked down and picked at the edge of his desk. "Hitler was rumored to have four of them as well." He smirked a bit. "They're said to have some type of power. I doubt I believe that shit but you would be surprised what someone can do if they believe in something strong enough."

	Looking back over at Caesar he shook his head a bit. "I don't know, this is the only one I have come across. Don't seem to give me any magical powers but who knows maybe I'm just not fucking using it right."

[color=536d78][b]Road To Grimm:[/b][/color] Zoie shrugged and turned on the blinker. "Works for me," she said as she waited for an opening in the traffic to turn. It didn't really matter to her. With everything that was going down and the fact that her main contact with Juno was now dead, not to mention her contact with the FBI had burned up in her barn, she was pretty sure she no longer had work with either of them. It might be a good idea to once she was done with this whole Tinder thing, to pack her shit and high tail it back to Leesburg Georgia and see if her dad needed help in the garden or if Master Seo wanted her to teach a few kid classes in the evening at his Tae Kwon Do school. 

	Finally an opening happened and she turned, heading for the McDonald's. It didn't look too busy, it was after lunch but before dinner. Pulling up and getting in line at the drive thru, there was only one car in front of her from what she could see and they were at the order speaker. Looking over the menu she glanced towards Mali. "What you want?" she asked as she looked things over. After a minute, the person in front of her pulled up and around to go pay and collect their food. It was her turn to order. Pulling up she leaned against the window slightly. 

	"What can I get ya?" some kid said through the speaker. 

	"Twenty nuggets, large coke, large fries and," she started before pausing and glancing over at Mali, waiting for her order. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana ([url=https://i.ibb.co/vBryJmf/ar121729041222794.jpg]Grimaldi Manor[/url]):[/b][/color] Same thing. Layout same, smells and such the same. The noise that Riley heard seems to have faded away. As far as what Priya felt, draft wise, she is still feeling it. Wish I could give you more but can't right now. So go over what the characters are seeing and feeling or have heard and go from there. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Police Station):[/b][/color] Roy cast a glance back over to Cecily and raised a brow. "Hey! It's been so long don't you try to cock block me!" he said before looking around again and muttering under his breath, "I seem to go enough of that myself." Taking a few steps towards the police station he chuckled. "Yeah, ex-wife said that too." He wasn't lying, there had been more than one occasion where she had told him he was a slob. Maybe he was but right then he didn't care. The lights flickered above the door that lead into the station and Roy pulled his gun as he couldn't see inside. 

	Reaching forward he pulled the door open slowly. It was dark inside, the red light from the exit sign at the back door the only real illumination in the place. Then the light flickered again and came on more steady. That painful office lighting. [i]"Divine."[/i] It was the voice from the Candy Crush app on Grace's phone that she had been playing a while ago when Priya and Riley had been in there. Thing was, Roy didn't see Grace around. Walking over to the counter he shoved his gun over as he looked. No one was there but Graces phone was left there and there was a crack on it.