Outside the Sanitarium
As
Albert and
Donald walk outside, Dr. Hardstrom pokes his head out the doors as they're walking down the steps.
We'll keep an eye on him, Albert, and as you know will document everything he says and does. Feel free to come back tomorrow if you'd like as I suspect he'll be in much better condition to speak. Hopefully the sedatives will have fully worn off by then. With that, he heads back in a closes the doors to the asylum.
Stuckey, now feeling a bit like one of his interrogation victims, fields the groups questions:
Miss Scarlet wrote:He told us some words and I'd like to know if he said something to you too. Maybe we can compare this information.
Well, I'm afraid I didn't get much out of him. He didn't seem to want to talk much. Dunno if it was the lightning's made him mute or what. I asked him some simple questions, but got no answers out of him. Poor kid didn't speak a word to me.
Samuel wrote:Do you have a copy of the Advertiser article on hand?
'Fraid not. Didn't have much more than the Gazette did, though. Just that bit about the shovel.
Samuel wrote:Well it certainly wasn't wolves, sir, there hasn't been any in Massachusettes since, what? before the Civil War? Common knowledge. I'd say any wild animals they would have fought off would be more likely some sort of bootlegger or other criminal.
Gregory gets the impression Stuckey wouldn't know what a wolf looked like if it came up and bit him. He's not exactly what you'd call a nature person.
Well, still coulda been a bear. But I wouldn't deny it coulda been a bootlegger, too. We've had a lot o' problems with them lately.
Riotopsys wrote:Ondine said: Weird things, detective, the way your talking it sounds as if you have information the public may need to know about that area. Just what sort of "Weird Things" are you referring to?
Aw, you ought to know if you've spent any amount of time in this town. Whispers about things on the outskirts. People go missing, or worse come back crazy like poor Henry, Stuckey says pointing a thumb back at the sanitarium.
Me, I don't think there's anything supernatural about any o' that stuff. Simple explanations, I'm sure. You know how superstitious the folk of this town are, though. Things that go BUMP in the night and all that.
No worries, Riot. You're not being a pita.
I think I answered everyone's questions, but if not feel free to ask them again. Stuckey won't get mad. Otherwise he's about to leave.
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