Spelunking with Sam... Wise?
The underground tunnels: Downtown.
Investigating the Hospital Tunnel
August 26, 2018, 12 pm.
Storming outside, cool, dank & dark.
Moving this forward a bit, let me know if there is anything else you guys wanted to do before this point.
Detective Hightail seems to echo
Jason as he stands up from examining the long-dead Nun.
Do you guys ever take a day off? I have some guys looking up cold cases already, but the fact this looks like a Nun that was working here should narrow things down quite a bit. This certainly isn't what we see every day. There is a convent here in town, I have a contact with the church who is following up that as a possible lead too. He looks around as more and more fire and police put up mobile lights, illuminating the scene. The burn marks on the walls zigzag here and there, but the slime for the most part has already dissolved.
Anyone find an electric box or something for the lights?
Fireman Almost have it! Half this stuff looks shorted out. Some kind of big surge knocked most of it out.
Within seconds of that exchange, the lights in the sub-basement flicker on and hum. The old electrical wiring screaming in protest and pulsing softly in a warm glow incandescent light.
Detective Hightail nods.
Better! Thanks! he looks down at the mummy in a nun's nursing uniform from sometime in the late 1800 or early 1900s, rosery still clutched in her hand. He shakes his head.
Some days I don't like my job, but I guess this is also why I do it. He then moves around the woman to the much larger man. Left more in the open and in much worse shape, there is much less left of him. The moisture in the air as well as vermin having done a good job of disposing of almost everything about him. The detective takes out a pen and prods around carefully.
Hightail Brains v 20 + slooth [7d6] = 31 g: [1d6] = 5
This look like and old i.d. bracelet to you? Burns! Come get a picture of this. another detective comes over and takes a picture of the bracelet on the ground before Hightail picks it up with the pen in order to not touch it directly. It is heavily tarnished but he turns it around in the light a little.
H... Harper... Oh boy... Figures. he turns to hand it to burs who already has a plastic bag open. Hightail then gets on the radio.
Martin? Yeah, this is Hightail. Remember the nun? I need you to look for anyone by H. Harper that went missing around the time we were searching for this. I know.. I know... Just do it. he sighs and puts the phone away looking over at the team.
You guys have a knack for stirring up hornet's nests, you know that?
Jamie is doing her best to make notes on her phone as information comes up, doubtlessly getting ready to check her own sources for even more details that might uncover something.
The elevator buzzes... not dings... and there is a man dressed as a priest that comes into the basement that none of you have met before. He looks rather unremarkable wearing the black uniform shirt and white collar of a Father in The Church, but that is contrasted by the jeans he wears. He and a younger nun help a woman that looks, in a word, ancient. She moves slowly, seeming to be weighed down by the habit that she wears as well as the years that time has laid upon her shoulders. She moves with a slow, even pace that is still somehow regal, and you get the impression of watching a turtle moved across the floor. She looks up through small thick glasses, her cane doing little more for her than the collective efforts of her escort.
One of the officers moves to intercept them, but
Detective Hightail speaks up.
Father Danning, glad you could make it. Who did you bring with you, Father
The man looks up and smiles wanly. Normally, you might look on him and say "Old Man" but beside the much older nun, he looked downright juvenile.
Detective, this is Sister Judith. She is the eldest in the Convent and has lived her all her life. When I asked her about the details here, she insisted on coming personally.
Detective Hightail speaks up.
Sister Judith, it is good to meet you, I with the circumst....
Sister Judith squints up at the tall detective.
What? she ask in a louder than normal voice laden with her age.
The Younger Nun speaks louder for her.
He says hello, it is nice to meet you.
Sister Judith nods.
The pleasure is mine, I just with the circumstances were better, officer. she stated matter of factly but not rude. Just... loudly.
There are some snickers, but everyone covers their mouths or turns away politely. One nearby officer looks embarrassedly to Father Danning and even says,
Sorry, Father. to which the priest just smiles and nods.
The old woman points with her cane and begins moving slowly over to the mummified remains. When the Younger Nun and Father look reluctant, she shrugs them off and makes the short trip herself with the impatience born of age-old stubbornness. She looks at the body for a long time and then points with her cane once more.
Check inside that pocket there. We all carried a small bible in that pocket and it would have our name in it. I think this was Sister Bethany. And him... she pointed to the pile of moldy bones.
Was that the dirty scumbag Harlem Harper. she spit his name like it left a bad taste in her mouth.
The Younger Nun looked appalled.
Sister, please...
Sister Judith What? I'm too old to sugarcoat bad medicine for young ears.
Father Danning nodded to the Younger Nun and waved like he were clearing the air to reassure her.
Detective Hightail waves over the other detective to document what he finds. He puts on a rubber glove and carefully reached into the brittle pocket of the nun's robe and pulls out a small bible. After carefully opening it with his pen, there is a handwritten name.
Sister Bethany he looks up.
Looks like we have name. Anything else you can tell us? he says in a slightly louder voice so the old woman can understand him.
She nods.
Sister Bethany and I worked here together for two years before she went missing. That would have been... about 1936. It was between the wars. We worked at the hospitals more then since there was a shortage of nurses. We had just entered the convent a few years before. She had been assigned to work in a ward where Harlem had been put after coming in with wounds after a shootout with police. We were working to get him back to health so he could stand trial. He was a sick man. He liked getting touchy with the nurses and nuns. He took a particular interest in Sister Bethany. They both went missing the same night. Looks like we finally found them.
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Inventory
Brownie Point Spending:
None.
Brownie Point Pool:
Roy O'Dowd: 115/115 @
Dr. Jason O'Roarke: 134/156 @
Lionel 'Freight Train' Williams: 116/136
David "Mac" McAuslan 116/137
Dzjokar "Joker" Jelal 138/168 @
Sam Strickland 4/24
Jamie Roth 5/20
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