LU 199 - Steve 2

I had recently caught wind of a police investigations going on, so I decided to lock myself out of my house. To my surprise, Rox wanted to come over for a play date. After breaking and entering, we would start the tour.
I showed him my furnished living room (although it lacked quite a bit) and my new backyard (I forgot what the sky looked like). He then asked questions, much like an officer. I concluded that my dear friend was training to become the greatest officer ever, I was very proud.
”Have you seen a skeleton?” Or something like that, very odd question considering that a lot of skeletons have pointed their arrows at me.
”Not a skeleton, but like a human one.”
It all made sense now, he wanted to make a new bony friend. I searched my mind for skeletons, friendly skeletons. And I stumbled across him.
”Yes, I know one” I said. ”He’s judicator, who judges your sins.”
After a very winded series of shenanigans and books, I offered more information.
”He lives underground in a cold forest, beneath Mt. Ebbot. Or was it Ebott? To get to him, you’ll have to fall really far into some ruins”.
I thought this was pretty helpful information for finding him, after all, I’ve met him twice now.
I don’t know how or why, but Rox then became more dazed and confused than usual. He asked for a name.
I told him the name, but it seems that information was unsatisfactory…
Caught up in this odd questionnaire, I had completely forgotten to fix my front door, and another person joined the party: Daz, owner of Daz’s Wares and all related rights and properties. He was also playing detective, and I was shocked. He smelled like money and bathroom jokes.
They ignored me for a little while before finally asking me a good question. From Daz, of course.
”Have you seen a skeleton in a Mumbo Jumbo suit?”
I completely understood what was asked. I even wondered why Rox did ask that in the first place. I told him I haven’t seen such a stylish skeleton. Why would he know something like that? Don’t know, don’t care.
Even though I told them I didn’t know him, they asked for a name again for the “other skeleton”.
I was quite tempted to name the brother of the judicator, but I was told Daz would stab me if I named another fictional character. I didn’t want to make Daz upset, and I certainly didn’t want to embarrass him by not dying.
I told them I didn’t know any others, but I didn’t think Daz would be so passionate about making friends. I hope they find this dapper dead one so we can all have a get together. For now, I’ll just watch them play detective and see who joins in on the fun.