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Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ || Tʜʀɪʟʟᴇʀ || Mʏsᴛᴇʀʏ || Sᴜsᴘᴇɴsᴇ || Cᴏᴍᴇᴅʏ

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A ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪs ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ɪs sᴇᴛᴛʟᴇᴅ. Yᴇᴛ﹐ ᴀɴ ᴏʙsᴛᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀs ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ Wɪᴛʜ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇs﹐ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀs ғᴏʀ﹐ ʜᴀs ᴀɴ ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ “ᴄʀᴜsʜ”/ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ’s ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ. Bᴜᴛ; ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ɪs ɴᴏ ᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴀ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴀᴛ﹐ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ʜᴀs ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪs ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ sᴘʀᴇᴇ. ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ’s ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ﹐ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴇsᴛᴀʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs sᴇᴛ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɴᴏ ᴀs ᴀɴ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ғɪɴɢᴇʀ. Wɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴇᴀᴅɪʟʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀs﹐ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ɪɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏʟᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀsᴇs. Bᴜᴛ﹐ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ sʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇʙ ᴏғ ᴄʀᴀᴢɪɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅsʜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ﹖

Rules

Checking himself out in the mirror, Luca ran his gel-filled fingers through his hair. He needed to look his best tonight. It was June 19th, the fourth anniversary of the day he'd first met the love of his life: his girlfriend Aubrey. Tonight seemed like the perfect night to finally propose to her! The red-head seemed pretty bothered when he'd told her to dress fancy because they were going somewhere fancy. There was no way he was going to do this in a McDonalds or some shit, though! First of all, Aubrey had been eating way too much fast food recently because of her busy work schedule. And second of all, with Luca's luck, he'd probably drop the damn ring in the ball pit! What a disaster of a proposal that would've been. Like, "Oh yeah, I'ma finish my proposal but let me dive through this pit of balls that are probably covered in child piss to find the ring my dumb ass lost."

"Luca! Are you ready to go, yet? My stomach is going to eat itself soon." Luca winced. It probably wouldn't be the best idea to let Aubrey get too hangry before the proposal... "Yeah, babe, I'll be right out!" He checked the inner-pocket of his jacket and checked himself in the mirror once more before heading out of the bathroom. "Sorry to keep you waiting, milady." He left out his elbow so Aubrey could hook arms with him. "Shall we go?"

As Luca walked Aubrey to the car, the red-head began to question him about how he just so happened to get reservations for tonight when she hadn't even known about the change in work schedule until today. Truth be told, Luca maybe, possibly, might have played an itsy bitsy part in that... He might've taken Aubrey's boss out for a few drinks and just a little bit of convincing... He couldn't tell Aubrey about that, though! It could completely ruin his plans. Aubrey was a smart woman; if Luca admitted he was the reason for the schedule change, she'd know for sure something was up.

Opening the passenger side door for Aubrey, Luca grinned. "Let's just say, I have my ways." Honestly, the dumbass just couldn't manage to think up an excuse on the spot. "This place is supposed to have amazing food; it'll be worth the wait." He immediately switched the topic to food, hoping to distract Aubrey from her playing detective through her empty stomach.

After turning on the car, Luca had laid his right arm against the center console, allowing Aubrey to intertwine her fingers with his. With his left hand, Luca began staring the car to pull out of the driveway as Aubrey spoke up once more. Luckily for Luca, it seemed his food distraction plan had worked perfectly. "What's the place even called, anyway? Flower Scent? Flour-something? It sounds like that Evanescence thing, right?" Luca chuckled at the failed attempts at guessing, were there even any restaurants with those names? Honestly, they sounded too crappy to be real. "It's Fluorescence Garden. Points for creativity, though!" Coming to a busy corner, Luca reluctantly took his hand back to quickly make a turn. "Gumshoes says this place has the absolute best Italian cuisine in town, and the man seems like he'd know food." Without thinking, he had brought up Aubrey's boss. He had heard about the restaurant from the older man when they'd gone out drinking. Of course, Aubrey hadn't about that though since it was supposed to be a secret.

Jane knew BabyDoll's plan to escape. The plan she had been formulating for years, the plan that was in the making for years. No matter the time that passed, BabyDoll didn't give up on her mission. Yet, Jane felt safest in the hospital, even if she wasn't as her happiest. That's why she attempted to maintain control over her body as long as possible. For as much as Jane wanted to see Luca once again, and to be able to be free, she knew that the only way to rid herself of her other persona was here in this...well, not to sound like BabyDoll, but hellhole. Things weren't great in the mental hospital. Everybody treated Jane as she was the same person as her psychotic personality. She tried making friends, but they never lasted long. It was tough being in Flowers Hospital. Jane kept a picture of Luca hidden underneath her pillow to remind her of her motivation. Her superman, so to say.

Jane could almost feel BabyDoll trying to jump out. She had been stealing their medication while Jane wasn't in control, making it even more difficult for Jane to take back over. It took a lot of willpower and a lot of the therapeutic techniques she learned at the hospital. BabyDoll sold the medication to other "inmates", using the money and goods she earned to bribe the guards. She also blackmailed some, with affairs, misconduct, all their secrets were known by BabyDoll.

Jane was unaware of the fact that BabyDoll was staying dormant for a reason. In only a couple minutes, the nurse would come with the medication for the week. 2 minutes later, the nurse would be choked using three shoelaces that BabyDoll acquired from Hannah, Miles, and that one other easily manipulated child on this floor. The nurse would hold a key on her, which BabyDoll would snatch, having observed her for years. The cameras in the room would be of no concern, due to the fact the security guard in charge was off smoking the cigars BabyDoll innocently gave to him days prior. In only a few minutes, would another be dead at the hands of BabyDoll. And without a plastic baby doll to leave at the scene, the walls would be painted with blood. And anyone could easily guess what BabyDoll drew. They should have given her the crayons she asked for years ago. 

Taking one final look at her artwork, she smiled widely at her masterpiece. It was now time for phase two. Baby Doll lifted the body of her victim, having gained strength from constantly working out daily, doing pushups and squats. She placed the now deceased nurse into her bed and covered her body with the white thin sheet Jane usually slept under. The employees would have no idea she was even gone until her next appointment with the therapist. Because of that, she had less time than she would have liked.

Walking over to the tiled wall, she carefully took off the piece she sawed away for years with her toothbrush. Behind that tile, she hid a getaway bag. Inside it, a burner phone she stole from her counselor, a mask made of her old white sheets, clothes that looked just like hospital wear, and other essentials. Swiftly grabbing the bag, that was quite literally made of fabric and hair ties to hold it together, she quickly changed into the extra pair of clothes. Jane had no idea that BabyDoll had any of this, and BabyDoll remarked aloud to herself Jane's stupidity and oblivious behavior.

The key in her hand, she took one last look behind her at the room she called home for years. "Goodbye shithole! Time to go see Luca now."she sang happily, carelessly slamming the door behind her.

It didn't take long for BabyDoll to escape after that. Once she was in the new clothing and her mask, nobody could really recognize her. Besides, "Jane" was still laying in bed, sleeping forever.

As soon as she walked out the door she dumped the contents of her bag, used the burner phone to call an Uber, and then threw the phone into dirt. As soon as the Uber came, she paid him with the money she snatched from the security guard for those rare cigars. "Time to go grab my babe's attention! A little killing never hurt anyone." she said aloud. The Uber driver didn't care about her plans, as long as he was paid and could pay the bills tonight for his mother.

Baby Doll knew exactly where to go first. 31st Street. The alleyway near the pet groomer's shop. Near the trash cans and the drunks. The best, sketchiest, weirdest dude she could find would be waiting. And he would make her look all anew. The moment she finally was dropped off, she had to walk blocks and blocks to her real destination. There was no way she would tell the Uber Driver the real location of where she needed to go. There was no doubt the investigation could be traced to Uber Driver Dave easily.

When she walked down the alleyway, she was shocked by the man before her. Why exactly did he wear a shrimp costume? It was by far the strangest thing she'd ever seen. Baby Doll barely cared, but inside Jane Doe was bewildered at this man and his outward look. Nevertheless, he told he would get the job done. So she followed him as he quickly led her to a new life.


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As Shrimp Man yelled, "I have shrimp babies to take care of!", she mercilessly let him fall to the floor as he bled out. Now that he had done what he was told, he had to go. There was no way Jane would let the chance of him spreading this information be in existence. So, Shrimp Man, had to be fried.

Baby Doll decided just this once, to not leave a Baby Doll at the scene. The man annoyed her so much that she didn't even want to give a hint to who was his murderer.

The best way to blend in is to be part of a family. To have people who will protect you, and feel the natural need to. Another essential part of blending in is being part of a community. Usually, this could be a church of some kind, a school board, a volunteer group. Those are the keys to being a good spy. They just so happen to be the very same keys to hiding in plain sight when you're a psychotic murderer.

Baby Doll always had a strange admiration for older people. She found them somewhat endearing, perhaps too trusting. A mysterious kind of people. They have lived their lives for the most part yet still existed as there was something more to come. As their bodies fell apart and their minds deteriorated, only some lost their joy while others seemed even more jubilant despite their situation. That is one reason Baby Doll began her walk to the Holwell's home near Cherry Tree Lane. She planned to be a part of their family. And how would she do that you ask? Well first, there were other things to explain about her plan.

Now, anyone with a fake identity needed a fake name. That was a clear concept. Perhaps thousands of years ago, you could get away without a fake name if you moved towns away as no-one had federal records or the time to care for criminals. She ended up choosing Georgia, and not because it sounded innocent. Truly it was because Jane always had a dream to live in the countryside of Georgia on a ranch with a horse named Minnie, a couple chickens and a cow or two. So Baby Doll took on the name both to bug Jane internally and to give herself a sense of uniqueness, as the name Georgia wasn't very common around here.

Now, why the Holwell family do you ask? How did Jane even know them or their address? Well, during her time at Flowers, Jane met a patient named Gigi with extreme OCD and violent tendencies. Sometimes the two would converse during group time, and they became almost like friends. Gigi was olive-skinned with curly brown hair that fell to her shoulders. Her lips were a rosy red but were usually chapped and almost always separated as she panicked at the non-perfections around her.

Baby Doll remembered that Jane once saw her room, which was purposelessly an absolute mess. Clothing was on the floor, there were crooked photos and wrinkly sheets. The doctors figured the best way to cure Gigi was to challenge her in every way. However, they were painfully wrong. Once they began to force her into mismatched clothing and brushing her teeth for 5 minutes rather than ten, she had a mental breakdown and overdosed on pills she collected from the kids with Schizo.

The hospital kept the truth out of the media and nobody really heard about Gigi. Her mother was serving jail time for selling opioids, and her father passed away from breast cancer years ago, a probable result of his complete addiction to cocaine. So, when Gigi's mother was notified, the grandparents never found out that Gigi had passed away. They were under the assumption that Gigi was still recovering at Flowers. And by the postcards and letters Jane would find in the garbage in the mailroom, it seemed they were hopeful she would return too as well.

It was almost too good to be true for Baby Doll. It was her perfect opportunity to take over someone's life with the least amount of effort possible. Gigi could easily be a nickname for Georgia.

So what did Baby Doll do? Her new face was a copy of Gigi's. The only difference was that Jane was more petite than Gigi's, but Baby Doll had faith the grandparents wouldn't be able to tell either way.

Baby Doll confidently walked up to the wooden raspberry-colored door and knocked lightly. She heard confusion and footsteps as one of the grandparents scurried to the door. As soon as Papa Holwell opened the door, the tears that came to his eyes were in the millions. "G-Gigi, is that you?", he whispered as he scrambled to get his glasses to get a better look.

Papa also yelled as loud as his scrawly voice could into the darkness of the house behind him. "Helen, come here now!"

His glasses finally resting on his long pointed noise, he cried out, "It really is you.." as he hugged Baby Doll, who he believed was his granddaughter who finally had come home. Who was finally cured. Perhaps Baby Doll's biggest deception and cruel act of all would end up being her identity theft of a deceased girl with a life of misfortune and unhappiness. But somehow, Baby Doll was perfectly fine with that.

Starring
Aubrey Cabrera, Luca Talbott, and Georgia Holwell

Time and Place
June 20th, hours after the crime (about 5:30am)
Luca and Aubrey's shared apartment // Georgia's new home

Summary
Aubrey is finally returning home after working through the night, thanks to two reported homicides. Since investigating is her job and not Luca's, he was sent home early, leaving him to sulk in a colleague's death and his failed proposal. Meanwhile, the new and improved Georgia, has begun to put forth her next course of actions preparing for the long haul in her newfound freedom.

Will she be tempted to speed things unnecessarily fast to win over her one true love? Is the couple's long-term relationship on the rocks? Will Aubrey ever get to have dinner?

Jane had adjusted nicely to her life with the Holwells in just a few hours. Obviously, when she first discovered her predicament, that her alter personality lied to some poor depressed grandparents in order to gain wealth and shelter, Jane was obviously not thrilled. When she finally took over control of her body again, she had to avoid their eyes due to her immeasurable guilt. Gigi and Jane were good friends, and she was so ashamed that she would do such a horrible thing to the relatives of her old friend.

Yet, she found that her happiness began to become bigger than her guilt. The Holwells were so warm and sweet, and they actually cared. They loved her. Or they loved who they thought she was. And honestly, that was good enough for Jane. With nonexistent parents and no relatives to name, nobody cared about Jane. Everyone was frightened of her. So when somebody finally did she would cling to it. And so would Baby Doll. It was safe to say the Holwells would be safe from harm, at least from Jane and her alter.

Still, Jane wanted to rid of some of her guilt and remorse. So she figured she could attend church. She asked Papa Holwell about his church last night, and he told her everything before he wonked out and started snoring really loud.

So Jane woke up during the bright and early hours of the day, 5:30 am. Usually, at the hospital she would have the privilege of sleeping until 7:30 am. She had a feeling that at this abode, however, that she may be able to sleep until the afternoon on certain days. The idea of so was exciting and new to Jane who was so used to structure and discipline.

While Jane always feared Baby Doll's arrival, most days she knew what times to be wary of. What to avoid and how to attempt to take control back. This reminder of her improving skills comforted her as she got dressed in Gigi's old clothing. It seemed a bad omen to wear such clothing, but she had no choice. It would be strange for her to wear something else. Perhaps the Holwells would go shopping with her one day later this week.

She prepared breakfast for her and her new family, leaving their share in the fridge with a sweet note. Baby Doll snickered within her, obviously bothered by Jane's liking to them.

When Jane stepped out of the house, she finally saw the outside world, reality, once again. Baby Doll had ventured the day prior, so Jane never got to see the outside of the Holwell's house. At Flowers, they were rarely permitted to even have the windows open. It had been so long since she had seen the sun straight on instead of a reflection.

With the pleasant sight of flowers, people on their way to work, and long twisty sidewalks, Jane smiled to herself as she headed down to the bus stop. It was time to go to New Hope Church of God.

Church was so awful. At least for Baby Doll. She had wanted to find control over Jane the entire time of the sermon. Breaking free of her internal jail cell proved difficult among some of the most purest people. Literally, the church was crawling with the elderly. All with their pristine pearls and their plaid pants. Baby Doll breathed a breath of air as she teared open the double wooden doors. Gosh, city sin never smelled so good.

There were still some steps in her plan she needed to put into process. What did she need you ask? To go to the police station. Why do you ask? Because just who she wanted would be within those civil gates.

Nobody would suspect the criminal herself to walk right into the hands of police. That was exactly what Baby Doll was counting on. Now, she wouldn't be the criminal. No of course not. You never enter an interview with your current job title, but with what you aspire to be. This time...she'd be playing the victim.

So, naturally, she needed a criminal.

It didn't take a mathematician to put two and two together. To find a criminal, you had to be a criminal. Check. To seduce a criminal, you had to be a woman. Check.

All it took was one night in one sleazy bar next to one dark alley. She found the perfect victim. The victim to turn her into a victim. He was tattooed on both of his arms, sleeves that practically left his skin color up to wonder if you never saw his face. He wore a du-rag and a slurred smile.

Baby Doll lured him right in front of where the cops lurked. When his hands reached for her breasts, all she did was feign a fallback, right onto the undercover cop car. She cried loudly and screamed. Her victim looked incredibly confused, thinking this was just some hookup. The undercover cop immediately exited his car and faced the mixed up couple. "Freeze! What is going on here?" he yelled, handgun in head, glare on the man with no fault at all. "I was just walking down the street and this man assaulted me! He was trying to rape me officer.." she cried, falling onto the officer's arm.

Now who would he believe? Oney, as he would later be known, knew exactly what the officer would believe. So he made a break for it.

Now, don't feel bad. Who would you believe? The man with the tattoos and the du-rag and the drunken run, or the polished petite girl who wore pearls and cried tears on your arm?

The officer took Baby Doll to the police station. "I promise we will catch this man. I'm sure he has some sort of record. We'll find it. He'll go down." "Thank you so much. I would like to speak to the Lead Detective, Aubrey I believe? please. I think I know some information that might help the investigation."

Through the entire investigation, Aubrey would undoubtedly grow close to her. Getting close to Aubrey...she naturally would come across Luca. He would leave his little red-haired stank and all her food obsessions behind. He would realize who he was truly destined to be with. And all the while, as the police were so distracted by this poor girl and her misfortunes, nobody would notice the slow killings around town. Baby Doll would get her revenge and the man of her dreams. All in one big swoop.