Buster Guffaw: peers from shadows Never thought you'd show your face here, after... y'know. heavy sigh
Well... it's been years since I've been here. The town murdered by the unknown killer known as Leatherface. I was here the day they were talking about the killer.
leans against the wall, arms crossed So, you finally decided to come back? What made you change your mind?
My dad just died, and I came back for the funeral.
lets out a long sigh Shit, sorry to hear that, kid. But good for you for coming back. You never did have much family around here anyway.
Yeah, well... they took the body. That's what really bothers me.
narrows his eyes, leaning in closer They took the body? You mean, the killer took the body? After all these years?
runs a hand through his hair, thinking hard This changes everything, kid. We need to find out where that body is, and who's responsible for this.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones We start by talking to the locals, finding anyone who might have seen or heard something unusual.
Alright, we'll start tomorrow. We shook hands and went our separate ways for the night.
looks down at his watch Tomorrow it is. Better get some rest, kid. We've got a long day ahead of us.
Yeah, yeah. I look around the old run-down place.
gives a knowing look Don't worry, kid. We'll figure this shit out. Just stick with me and keep your wits about you.
pulls out a crumpled notepad from his pocket, flipping through the pages Alright, kid. Let's start by making a list of everyone in town.
Yeah, I mean everyone. I stop and think about it.
As Smith and Buster begin their investigation, they uncover a web of secrets and hidden truths within the town. They soon discover that the murder may have been orchestrated by someone high up in the town's hierarchy, leaving them in grave danger as they get closer to the truth.
Jesus, what kind of secrets are hiding in this place?
narrows his eyes, voice low and dangerous You have no idea, kid. This town's got more secrets than a damn treasure chest.
slams his fist on the table We need to dig deeper, kid. We need to find out who's behind all this bullshit.
grabs Smith's arm, his grip tight We start by questioning the townspeople, one by one.
leans in close, his voice filled with urgency We start with the usual suspects, kid. The ones with the most to hide.