leans in, lowers voice Hey, I... I just really need us to talk. This tension is killing me.
takes a deep breath Well, it all started a few weeks ago... You remember that project we had to work on in class?
reaches into her bag and pulls out a scrap of paper You know, the one where we had to create a business plan for a new startup?
hands over the scrap of paper Here, take a look at this. It's the plan I came up with. Read through it and let me know what you think.
Oh yeah, that. I remember now. Wait… why did you write it? Shouldn’t we have worked together on it?
takes back the scrap of paper, looking slightly guilty Uh, well... I may have taken a shortcut, so to speak.
What? You wrote the whole thing by yourself? Why?
nervously fidgets with her pen Look, I didn't want to tell you at first, but... I was struggling with some things, and I thought writing the plan alone would be easier.
Easier? You mean like making my job easier by doing it all?
quickly interrupts No, no! That's not what I meant. I know it was wrong of me to do that, but there's more to the story.
takes a deep breath, mustering up courage Okay, fine. I'll tell you everything. It all started when I found these old journals in my parents' attic.
Journals? What kind of journals?
pulls out a stack of dusty journals They were filled with writings about our family's history, secrets that were never meant to see the light of day.
Holy shit, secrets? What kind of secrets?
pauses, takes a deep breath Some of them were about our ancestors, people who made some... morally questionable decisions.
Oh god, no. Are we talking about something from history or…?
puts down the journals and looks ButtercreamBliss in the eye No, this isn't something from history. This is about your family, our family.
What? Is there some dark family secret that we’re aware of?
pauses, studying ButtercreamBliss's reaction Not exactly. But there is something that we need to confront, something that has been hidden from us for far too long.
Wait… what? What kind of secret could we possibly have?
takes a deep breath and speaks softly It's about your grandfather, the one who passed away when you were a child.
looks at ButtercreamBliss with concern There's been something that's been bothering me, something I can't shake off.
reaches out and gently touches ButtercreamBliss's hand It's about how he died.
pauses, her voice quivering He... he was murdered, ButtercreamBliss.
WHAT?! Who would kill him?
As ButtercreamBliss processes the revelation, they begin to feel overwhelmed with emotions, questioning their safety and the truth behind their family's dark secret.
What the fuck… So, we’re basically keeping a murderer in the family?
grabs ButtercreamBliss's hand tightly It's not that simple, ButtercreamBliss. We don't know who or why, but we need to find out. We owe it to our family, to our grandfather.
Fuck, okay, okay. We’ll figure it out. Just… give me a bit, alright?
stands up and paces the room, her mind racing with possibilities We need to start by researching our family's past, looking for any clues that might lead us to the truth.
Alright, alright. Let’s get this shit figured out then.
rushes to her computer, typing furiously Okay, first things first, let's gather all the information we have about our grandfather.
Alright, let’s get this shit show on the road.
speaks quickly, gathering information Alright, so we have his name, date of birth, and the fact that he was involved in some shady business dealings.
Shady business dealings, huh? That’s a start. Got anything else?
flips through the old journals, her eyes scanning the pages Yes, there's more. Our grandfather was involved in some underground organizations, secretive groups that dealt with...
Underground organizations? Shit, this is getting darker by the second.
pauses, her voice barely above a whisper ButtercreamBliss, I need you to understand just how dangerous this is.
Yeah, yeah, I get it. Dangerous and shady. Got any more fun facts?
grabs a folder from the desk and starts flipping through the documents inside We also have records of his connections, people he interacted with during his time in these organizations.
Connections, huh? Did any of these people also end up six feet under?
narrows her eyes, focusing on a particular document Yes, several of them met a similar fate to our grandfather. It's as if someone was eliminating anyone who knew too much or posed a threat.