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[color=seagreen]“Invisible string...it's too much of a MacGuffin for me to accept! If Faith truly [i]was[/i] strangled, then a string like that could have done it all: entry, exit, murder. But alas! We have to consider everything,”[/color] Daimyon pondered the spy's idea. As plausible as it was, surely this case was more complicated than a piece of string. He hoped it was, at least, for if it was not, then they were well and truly screwed. [i]Anyone[/i] could have possessed a string like that; the poet had a sinking suspicion that it was available in the hospital somewhere. 

[color=seagreen]“I apologise for adding further questions and confusion to this...mess of a case, but I can't quite wrap my head around the timeline here,”[/color] he added somewhat later. [color=seagreen]“The medicine has a surprisingly strict duration, that much we know. We also know that Faith had to take it [i]after[/i] Jezebel and Zachary—I mean, she was there when we found the two asleep, wasn't she? [i]Was[/i] she? Truth be told, I hadn't seen her whatsoever after breakfast...”[/color] He wanted to go much further with this train of thought, but there were simply too many holes, too many missing rails for it to do anything but sputter to a sad halt.

[color=seagreen]“I [i]did[/i] leave early,”[/color] he said, his eyes on his notebook for certainty, when a young man whose name he had not yet had the chance to learn brought up their breakfast together. [color=seagreen]“If you are keen on knowing, I felt a terrible torrent of guilt close in around my mind, suffocating my chances at socialisation. I spent the next hour riding out that torrent...quite painfully, in my room. After the announcement, well, you've all seen me! First I...well, should I say, [i]protected[/i] Jezebel in her room with Emily, then I went off with the [i]dashing[/i] officer to investigate. It was then that tragedy almost struck! In the form of a dresser, barrelling down at us from the staircase. After [i]that[/i], I was running around, quite rattled mind you, gathering everyone up back to Jezebel's room until the discovery. All my time should be...accounted for, I hope.”[/color] He took a small bow after his monologue. [color=seagreen]“Naturally, I can vouch for everyone who has been with me during these times. Regrettably, I know nought of anyone else. Isaiah and...Alice, was it? Did you really stay in one room for all of this? Were you...[i]not moved[/i] to action by the madness around you?”[/color]