They walk side by side, for warmth

“Let’s crouch a little

Your white jacket should help you mimic the snow”

“What about our steps? Are they too loud?”

“With this wind, I highly doubt he would hear anything

Still, be sneaky”

“Im great at sneaky, I’m a detective assistant after all”

“… What.

Is this another persona you adapted for this loop”

“Could be! but not this time.

Seeing as I no longer will be the flaming hot CEO of a company, I decided to be the flaming hot assistant to detective Oliver Beebo”

He tries flipping his hair, but the wind doesn’t let him

“I am not hiring?? I have no way of paying you Ángel!”

He does not raise his voice, but he certainly wants to

“Shame, back to crime it is”

“You will not go back to crime”

“Why not? I get money, and you could get money accepting cases investigating my heists! It’s a great plan!”

“It’s fraud”

“If we get married, it would be marriage fraud”

“Wh- That’s not how marriage fraud works!”

“It’s not?”


They reach the toolshed


There’s light coming from inside

They hear movement

“Uh oh, hide”

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As silently as they can, they hide between some of the trees on the side of the shed

They hear more movement from inside

Until finally, the door opens


Eugene Coli comes out


Ángel whispers

“Now we jump him?”

“We can’t. Look at his pocket”


“Ah, we are fucked”


Eugene walks away, towards the house


“What now? Do we run back?”

“No, we should still hide the other controllers so he won’t use them in future loops”

“This blows. Wait, no, I mean this sucks”

“Don’t give up yet. He usually attacks later than this”


With Coli out of view, they get into the shed


“Welp, my hair is a mess, this place looks awful and a bomb might go off at any moment. Not ideal”

“Could you… stay behind me? Watch my back?”

“Of course”


Oliver looks at the now updated board of guests killed

“Ah, he wasn’t satisfied with almost choking me to death, it seems”

“This is way too morbid to have such a good picture of myself”

“Wait, is he going for Nadia as well?”

“I don’t… think so”

“What? Why not? She very much stabbed him to death”

“See, that’s the thing! He almost seemed… proud? Of her? I mean, he acknowledged her! That’s unusual”

“I think it might’ve been the blood loss talking, but at least we have a lead”


They look towards the controls, just as they though, one is missing


But there is a label in the empty space