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[h3][color=e7cd90][b] 9:15 AM - Friday, July 18th, 2025 - Château de La Lune, France[/b][/color][/h3]  
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[url=https://i.imgur.com/nUOttnn.jpg]Elenore La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/B7xTb1N.jpg]Richard La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/9P1MJod.jpg]Agatha La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/uKShMXQ.jpg]George La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/DBv6k9z.jpg]Beatrice La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/38rDBwZ.jpg]Lawrence La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/Z2EXOco.jpg]Nathan La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/dCXpQPS.jpg]Elizabeth La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/qVWDMTv.jpg]Gabrielle La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/oQDUgZq.jpg]Jeanne La Lune[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/YlXlI3M.jpg]Lena La Lune[/url]
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Most of the living, non-missing guests were now in the lounge, except for Tony, Ralph, and Rhiannon. The pair of them were occupied confronting an uncaring Elizabeth at the top of the stairs.

Inside the lounge, Gordon continued to fill orders of crepes for anyone who asked. Juliane was keeping herself busy, even when she didn’t have something to do properly.  


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[color=dae8c1]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune
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“I don’t know. Why would I know that?” Elizabeth said over her shoulder as she reached the stairs, the maid waved her off. This was Olivia, the full-time maid. 

“Please use the ballroom stairs.”

“Why? Shouldn’t this already be clean?” 

“It was, it needed to be cleaned again,” the maid said. She looked uncomfortable. 

[color=dae8c1]"Renee died at the bottom of the stairs. That’s why we want to find Elenore to get her next of kin information.”[/color] Ralph stood near Elizabeth.  

“Ugh, fine, I’ll use the other stairs.” Elizabeth pushed past him, ignoring what he had just said.

[color=dae8c1]"Wait, tell us where to find Elenore.”[/color] 

“She’s in her room or something. I don’t know. It isn’t like I keep track of her all of the time.” Elizabeth entered the ballroom and headed for the stairs.