[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=ed1c24]*Okay, I am going to be posting less and less straight out information for you all. Mystery is heating up and so the rolls and such need to pick up. Check your skills, use them, call for rolls. You can call for a roll before you post or you can leave a roll request at the end of your post and your results will be placed in the next update.[/color]

[color=536d78][b]Chicago, Illinois (Grimaldi Books):[/b][/color] Adelaide sat down slowly and pushed her hair back as Rapture clacked away on the keyboard. She glanced over towards Robert as he came in and motioned to one of the chairs. "Depends on how good they were," Rapture said as he kept working, the screen seemed to flicker going from one screen to another. He was working quickly, that was until he stopped. Rapture chuckled a bit and turned around in his chair. Pulling a sucker out of his mouth and looked up at Robert. "I speak one. One Zero One Zero Zero. And with that I can do anything," he said rather smugly. He grinned. "Like find out about a wreck that happened on the highway coming back from college or a failed law career," he added with a wink before looking back at the screen. 

	Adelaide swallowed hard, that wasn't something that was just out in the open about her. Sighing she rubbed her hands together. "Apparently," she said before casting a glance towards Robert. Clearing her throat she looked back at Rapture. "So, um, any ideas?" she asked. 

	Rapture was already back typing away. "Well whoever did this, knew what they were doing. This wasn't some fly by night job. If I didn't..." he started to say before his voice trailed off and he pulled the sucker slowly back out of his mouth. "Holy fuck... Prometheus..."

[color=536d78][b]Chicago, Illinois (Roads of Chicago):[/b][/color] Unfortunately for both Caesar and Keystone, neither of them are able to yield anything. Security is one thing, but this is far beyond the general knowledge even he would have. The thing was hacked but knowing how would take someone much more specialized at this point. As far as searching things like crypt and Grimm, there isn't really anything coming up. Just some mentions of unmarked graves over by the Asylum. The traffic, thankfully was lightening up and starting to move again. They would be out of the city within half an hour at this rate. 

[color=536d78][b]Road To Grimm (Indiana):[/b][/color] Will update next post. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Beneath Grimm):[/b][/color] The tunnel kept going and didn't seem to have any off shoots, it was just nearly impossible to see further down the tunnel than around fifty feet at a time due to the low lighting and how it was spaced out. Dark portions between each light along the wall. For Riley, there was no cell surface under there but she would remember back in middle school, while having to take State Studies, there was a quarter just on the history of Grimm Indiana. While Indiana was part of the north during the Civil War, due to it being heavy with farming, there were slaves and some families were willing to do anything to keep them. Which also meant that there was resistance to that. There were talks and rumors of how Grimm was a stop along the underground railroad before going further north and even into Canada. Granted, there were only a handful of homes or buildings in Grimm today that were standing during that time. One was the Grimaldi's house, which had been passed down from generation to generation. Another, was the Asylum. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Police Station):[/b][/color] Roy waited for Cecily to come around the corner, keeping the light trained low until she did. Slowly he lifted it and started shining it over the wall slowly. There, spelled out in blood, were words. At least it looked like blood, the way the light shinned off it. It was wetter than what had been in the hallway, so it was easily figured out that it was fresher. [i]"Once all the stars are gone, then the night will return to Grimm."[/i] Roy shook his head slightly and looked back over to Cecily. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" he asked her, not really figuring she would know but even in Justice, spelling out cryptic messages on the walls with blood wasn't a really common thing. "This is like some bad horror flick. The fact we're in corn country ain't helping," he said. He had seen one too many Children of the Corn movies.