YOIA Murder Mystery Chapter 3

Meanimi 10/20/20

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╭▢·━•⁃―━―⁃•━·⊂⊃╮＿ ⿴⎯ ＿──

╰╮⊂⊃—• ━╮︹ ╭◯╯╰◫⁃•―━⁃―━―⁃━―◯

├━╼ • ⟬ 𖡶 ⟭ ├╾━╼◫ ፧ ʬʬ.𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 ፧ ፧ ＿┌┤

◯╼━┤ ￣⏁￣▭⎼▬⎼▭⎼▬⎼▭￣ └┤ ︺⿴︺

├⊂⊃ ︺￣￣︺╰◯•―━―┈⁃―━―⁃┈―━―◯

└⬯𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅 𝗍𝗈 ﹫spunkie'𝗌 ┊⬯⬮⬯

╰━─•￣⏁￣•─━╮𝗕༝𝗟𖦹𝗚 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧▮┈▯┈▮

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╭▢―━―━—⁃―━•—━——•━―⁃—━―━―◯╮

❚❘❙❚❘❙❚░▒▓𝄅ꜜ𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅﹝☢﹞╭―⁃•━╯

﹙﹙ 𝗖𝗗 · · · ─── · • · · :cd: ☓☓ ⃟⃜⃤＿＿ ☻

┋𝄃𝄂𝄂╏❘❚❘❙❚╎░▒┣—• 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙈𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙮. ◯╼—⁃╼ · ╮ ┊

╰┉┈┉┈┉┈╋┉┳━━━┬━ • ━━━ • ━━╮ ╭╯

╰—╯ ▢┘ ╰–╯

⊂⊃⎼▬⎼▭⎼▬⎼▭⎼▬⎼▭─┫

╭⊂⊃ ︹ ╭◯―⁃―━―⁃―◯╮ ︹ ⊂⊃ ╮

├━╼┤ ├╾━╼◫ ፧ ☢ ፧ ◫╼━╼┤ ├╼━┤

⸽ 𝗧 𝗢 𝗣 𝗜 𝗖 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗥𝗢 ⸽

├━╼┤ ├╾━╼◫ ፧ ☢ ፧ ◫╼━╼┤ ├╼━┤

╰⊂⊃ ︺ ╰◯―⁃―━―⁃―◯╯ ︺ ⊂⊃╯

﹀⋮▓▒░𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄅𝄂￣￣￣𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅░▒▓⋮﹀

𝘎𝘐𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘌 𝘈 𝙎𝙀𝘾 ￣⏁￣⏁￣⟬ 🗝 ⟭

⿴•⁃―━―◯￣￣𝗜 𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝖡 𝖱 𝖤 𝖠 𝖪

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𖡡 welcome to the second chapter of

𖡡 the YOIA Murder Mystery. As the c

𖡡 rime unfolds more clues will be rev

𖡡 ealed about this case.

𖡡 to creat blogs to tell us your theori

𖡡 es. Make sure to use #YOIAMM20

𖡡 so we can see your theories. Also,

𖡡 to create a blog by Oct

𖡡 30 with your guesses of: who did it,

𖡡 why, and how. Guess right and yo

𖡡 u win a title! Good luck Detective...

╰◯―⁃―⁃━―⁃―━―⁃―━⁃―⁃―◯

╭⊂⊃ ︹ ╭◯―⁃―━―⁃―◯╮ ︹ ⊂⊃ ╮

├━╼┤ ├╾━╼◫ ፧ ☢ ፧ ◫╼━╼┤ ├╼━┤

⸽ 𝗧 𝗢 𝗣 𝗜 𝗖 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 3 ⸽

├━╼┤ ├╾━╼◫ ፧ ☢ ፧ ◫╼━╼┤ ├╼━┤

╰⊂⊃ ︺ ╰◯―⁃―━―⁃―◯╯ ︺ ⊂⊃╯

╭╭⁃•―━❚❘❙❚❘❙❚𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅𝄅𝄃𝄂𝄅𝄅𝄂𝄃𝄁𝄅░▒▓ ⋮ ﹀

• • 𝗖 𝗥 𝗜 𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 𖡡 ￣⏁￣⏁￣⟬ 🖇 ⟭

┇┇ ╭•⁃―━𖡶￣￣ 𝘙𝘜𝘕𝘕𝘐𝘕┊⬯⿴⬯𖡡

⋮ ⋮ 𝖴𝖯 𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖤 ▢╼⊂⊃┤𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𖨬𝙆𝙀⏧

┇┇ now to see where is all

┇┇ begins...

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“Please don’t hurt anyone else!” Yuuri called. As distant as Yuuri was with those around them, he never wanted anyone to suffer. He tried his best to point out which direction the footsteps were in. Just a few minutes after the first groan, a second followed. There was a splash as bodies hit the water.

Yuuri tugged at his restraints again, to no avail. He suddenly felt himself yanked by his tied wrists and pulled up.

“Come on.”

[ac] He could only shuffle his feet with bound legs. Yuuri’s breaths were heavy as the side-effects continued. He tried to resist, but only managed to land with a facefull of water before being pulled up and dragged once more. He was tossed to the ground some 100 feet away from his previous location. Some clicking could barely be heard over the rain.

“I have some questions, but since we have company we should play a game to keep things...interesting.” The distorted voice stated. “Would you like to know the rules for my game?”

Yuuri pulled at the ropes on his wrists once again, he was desperate as he searched for anything within inches, sharp enough to shred the binding. His skin was chafing raw. “I’m not interested in your games.” Yuuri retorted. “Stop being a coward.” The voice was more familiar than before, but with all the white noise in the background and the splitting headache from the beatings he still couldn’t pinpoint the person. Who was this?

Let me go and we can work something out with the police.” He heard his own teeth grind together in tension as he felt the water grow higher. A shiver ran up his spine, it was icy against his skin even through his suit and jacket. Was the intention really to just let them all drown?

“No one likes a spoilsport. Don’t be so rude to our guests. You’ll like this game. It is filled with suspense.” The voice chided as the sounds of sloshing footsteps could be heard moving around the room. “Now that our guest of honor is here we can finally let this party begin!”

“No one wants to play your game!” A man’s voice thick with a russian accent suddenly called out.

Yuuri’s attention piqued as he noticed that voice. He turned his head. The man wasn’t too far away from him. If he wasn’t tied up he could probably reach out. He was alive then! That means the others may be as well. Just as the thoughts ed through Yuuri’s mind, the sound of something hard connecting forcefully with flesh echoed around him. The man he had recognized to be Viktor moaned painfully. It was then another voice, thick with a Swiss accent called forth, “Leave him alone!”

“Were you feeling lonely, Chris?” The distorted voice cooed as a moment later another echo of someone being hit surrounded them.

Yuuri turned his head at the question. Despite having his sight cut off the intake to his other senses was making his head feel as if it would split open at any moment and his concentration was growing weary. “Just tell us what you want and then perhaps we can work something out.” Just the vibrations of his own voice threatened to pound in his skull.

The sound of a click could be heard before speech threatened his head once more. “So, Yuuri. Who was it you were buying groceries for hmm?” A light click of the tongue barely audible. “Care to share? Nice dinner planned? Perhaps, for Viktor on his way home from work.?”

Yuuri stammered for a moment. “What are you talking about? No.” How would anyone assume he was interested in the News Anchor. They were acquaintances and nothing more than that.

“Or maybe it was Sara. Beautiful girl she is.” There was a chuckle. “She’s hard to resist of course, no one could blame you, but you’re not good enough.”

Yuuri looked up towards the voice despite being blindfolded. “I’ve never been interested in Sara.” He called out. We’ve barely spoken.” Yuuri answered simply.

It was then he heard a click and then just moments later the sound of the gun firing. This close of proximity it was louder than the thunder and rain that encomed them, and the water was only rising.

“I don’t appreciate liars, Yuuri.”

He felt sweat drip down his forehead despite being cold from the rain and wind.

“Or perhaps. Perhaps it was Christophe who caught your eye. He’s certainly a charmer. What is your relationship with him?” The click of the gun heard again as it was ready to shoot.

“They’re all acquaintances nothing more than that.” He answered again. Lying would help, but it seemed telling the truth didn’t either. “Leave them alone.”

“I don’t think so.” Was the simple reply as the gun aimed at frightened eyes and fired.