[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]*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. You are allowed to get a roll during your post and place another at the end of your post.[/color]

[color=536d78][b]Chicago, Illinois (Grimaldi Books):[/b][/color] Update next round. 

[color=536d78][b]Road To Grimm I (Northern Indiana):[/b][/color] That tire change took a bit longer than one originally thought. In fact it took a lot longer. They did finally manage to get back on the road. Driving towards Grimm wasn't too bad and with the open road, they could hit the gas. It didn't seem to be any cops around. Though as they got within 10 miles outside of the city limits there was a pillar of smoke coming up from the trees to the east, it was white so whatever had caused the fire was out but it was causing a haze to fall over the landscape. It wasn't exactly the most welcoming of sights. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Heading Towards The Tinder Place):[/b][/color]  "Sounds like damn plan to me," Zoie said as the car drove towards Tinders parents place. Justice was one thing but this was something else. She was from a small town, smaller than this, but even in the deep south, nothing felt as creepy as this place. And that was saying something. She had visited the filming site of Children of the Corn when she was younger. That was a Sunday picnic compared to this place. As the car pulled up to Tinder's parents place, there was a sherriff's car parked outside and the front door was slightly ajar on the upper middle class house. Zoie leaned forward a bit. "Well, isn't this just fuckin' peachy..."

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Beneath Grimm):[/b][/color] Well, sadly no body fell out as Priya put the item into the wall. It was a key and the wall pushed in slowly and slid to the side. It was something rather amazing. From the way the top of the key looked, that could have been created a hundred years ago or even longer. The key part itself was recent, it had to be within the last few years. As the door opened it revealed [url=https://i.ibb.co/DG15q9J/56aad693-3f23-4fcf-9c64-43bf01229d8f-scaled.jpg]something new[/url]. It looked to be the belly of the old Asylum, a basement area maybe? A sub basement? Either way, it was lit, but not well, and it stunk. Stagnant air and strawberry quick. Every little movement seemed to echo through the place. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Police Station):[/b][/color] Roy finished checking the small station and there was no body or anyone else in there. The radio was working but only sporadically and poor Cecily wasn't getting anything to come to mind. There just wasn't enough information on the remaining people. Was this a Grimm thing? Or a Justice thing? Or were the two connected and it was a Juno thing? Roy looked over towards Cecily and sighed. "I got nothing, going to try to call that damn sheriff once we get out of the building," he said motioning towards the door. Waiting for Cecily, he slowly worked his way back just in case something or more importantly someone was missed. Outside he sighed. "Get in the car, gonna try to call now," he said before pulling out his phone and making the call. It went straight to voice mail.