Trial 7
Franziska is gone. Wright and his daughter as well. Strange that they would all disappear in such rapid succession.
Despite my best precautions, I've caught some sort of cold thanks to last week. I'll have to take some additional time off work.
[ Private; moderately hackable ]
For once, I have remembered something of use. I recall waking up in a hospital. I believe I was around nine. They told me that my father had died. It was a single gunshot wound to the chest. There was an arrest....
The details become fuzzier after that.
I was adopted by the prosecutor, Manfred von Karma. A ruthless, fearsome man, as would befit Franziska's father. I remember her as well, young, but as fierce and headstrong as she ever was here.
Wherever she is now, I hope she's doing well.
((1% on learning of his father's death, and 1% on his adoption by von Karma. He's also sicker than he lets on. Not sick as a dog sick, but sick enough that he could probably use some nursing you know who you are.))
Despite my best precautions, I've caught some sort of cold thanks to last week. I'll have to take some additional time off work.
[ Private; moderately hackable ]
For once, I have remembered something of use. I recall waking up in a hospital. I believe I was around nine. They told me that my father had died. It was a single gunshot wound to the chest. There was an arrest....
The details become fuzzier after that.
I was adopted by the prosecutor, Manfred von Karma. A ruthless, fearsome man, as would befit Franziska's father. I remember her as well, young, but as fierce and headstrong as she ever was here.
Wherever she is now, I hope she's doing well.
((1% on learning of his father's death, and 1% on his adoption by von Karma. He's also sicker than he lets on. Not sick as a dog sick, but sick enough that he could probably use some nursing you know who you are.))