C-CUTC-005
Barista: Jennifer Hepburn
Date: Dec-6-2019
Receipt: C-CUTC-005
Subject: Clean Up
I’ve walked through the smoldering ruins of a Cafe before. I’ve seen the aftermath of things that never should’ve happened, felt the weight of spaces hollowed out by something wrong. Something evil. But this? This was different. This was ██████.
The whole Cafe was breathing, as if it were alive. As if ██ █████’█ ██████████ ██████ ███ █████ ██ ██. Maybe it had. ██████ █████ is strange, strange stuff. I tried to find a connection through my planchette, but—I couldn’t see anything past the smoke.
I felt something, though.
█ ███ ██ ███████ ███████ ███ ███ ███ ████ ██ █████ ████. ███ ██████ ██████ █████’█ ████ █████████. ████ ████ ████████. Tied to something. I’m sure the Juliettes felt it too.
Speaking of… Agent Prospero was a given. Head of Juliette. About as old as Felix was. And if I had to guess… from one of the Old Voodoo Families of New Orleans. Most Juliettes are.
Benvolio wasn’t, though. Didn’t recognize him, but he had a solid grasp on clean up procedures. Looked to me like he was from the West Virginia region. Could be he was checking for ███████ █████ or the like.
And then there was Agent Mercutio. A young kid. Definitely from New Orleans. And definitely someone who’s played with ██████ ██████ before.
I caught a glimpse—his jaw. ██ ████ ███ ████ ██ ██. He wears a bandana to cover it, but I saw ███ ████ █████████ ██████ █████████ ███ █████ ████. ███ ███ ████ ███ ██ █████████, ██████-████. █ ████████ ████. I don’t think he was part of the ██████ █████ ████, but he’s tapped into the ██████’█ █████. No doubt about that. Made the clean up easier, though.
As for the Zulus—I barely saw them. Stuck to the front, talking amongst themselves. Makes me wonder why they even bothered to show up. …Makes me worry why they didn’t need to be anywhere near the corpse.
Decaffeinate Receipt
“Polychromatic Double Barrel action—you’ll warm up to it, I’m forer sure.”
Paranormal Trivia | 2 Words