104 Dead Men Tell No Lies

Randell inspected Peter and Gresham they walked in the room. After a brief inspection, Randell kept a mental note on both of there appearances. Not because he planned on becoming overly familiar with the two, but because Randell didn't like doing business with people couldn't clean themselves up well or at least had the potential to look nice. It was a pet peeve of his that he found hard to get rid of.

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After seeing Peter and Gresham looked well enough Randell put those thoughts of his behind him so that he could complete what he came there for.

"Are you two Peter and Gresham" Randell spoke with an upper-class accent which was a dead giveaway to the kind of life he lives if the fancy clothes weren't enough evidence already.

"Yes, we are I'm Gresham and this is Peter" Gresham eloquently presented himself just like he did at the bar where he got his teeth bashed in by Desmond.

"Ahh so your Gresham than I guess I'll start with you first"

Gresham and Peter hand no Idea what Randell wanted from them. Not wanting to be in the dark any longer Gresham asked.

Hearing Gresham's question Randell had a look on his face that made him appear more confused than Gresham. "Why are you here, do you not see the chard dead body in front of you? You, sir, are here because of the royal fuck up that you made".

As if struck by lightning Randell instantly knew what he meant "you're talking about what happened at the steel mill, but I had no part in what happened there I wasn't even there when it happened".

While leaning on his cane Randell said, "you had a much bigger part in what happened there that day than you think. Your probably not going to believe me unless I showed you, so Hansel and Samuel Please bring out the Widow's Diary for me".

Listening to Randell's instructions Hansel and Samuel both put down the heavy suitcase in their hands. As they opened it everyone could clearly see what was contained inside. It was a big cylindrical container made of reinforced glass while the lid was metal. The cylinder was filled with blood all of which clearly came from Randell's two bodyguards. Inside the cylinder was a squirming meaty mass that greedily sucked up as much of the blood inside the cylinder as possible.

Randell seeing Gresham and Peter's intrigued gazes explained what was inside the suitcase. "That creature that your looking at is a mystic Item called Widow's Diary. Despite it being on the lower tear when compared to other mystic items It is very unique and just as dangerous. It is an intelligent mystic Item which increases its overall danger, but it's not as intelligent as a human which makes it easier to trick or threaten it. It has the ability to mimic everything a person has ever done or said in the last 24 hours of there death.

No soul is required for the mystic Items ability to work all it needs is enough of the body of the person it's mimicking. Its ability does not work 1 month after the death of the targeted body has died and it also does not listen to the user's requests until it is given enough blood to kill a person. Animal blood can't be given as a substation nor can you store human blood to give to it later. This mystic Item is intelligent so it can tell the difference".

After being given a quick description Gresham and Peter knew what to expect and weren't surprised when they saw The Widow's Diary first hand. Randell's bodyguards unsealed the creature inside the flask and let it flop on top of the chard corps. It wasn't long until the Widow's Diary melted like ice cream and spread over every single inch of the corps.

The chard corps was mostly just the head, torso, half an arm, and no legs. The body was burnt beyond recognition, not even the person's gender could be identified without an expert to check. Yet, not long after the Widow's Diary took effect the body everyone saw was completely unrecognizable. It was a woman who appeared to be in her 40s she had brown hair and a somewhat pale complexion.

Gresham was impressed by the small details that the mystic Item didn't skip over. Every missing part of the corps was fixed even the cloths that the woman wore before her death was recreated.

As Gresham and Peter marveled at the mystic Items abilities Randell had already given it a command.

"Reperform everything that this woman did 1 hour before targets death" Randell had already conducted his investigation and seen everything that the Widow's Diary was going to show him so he skipped to the meat of the issue.

Receiving its orders the Widow's Diary immediately got off the table and began its performance. It slumped on the floor started crying silently, her cries of sorrow were quickly changed to cries of pain when she suddenly screamed and jolted about as she looked up at someone with a look of fear before she continued to sulk in silence.

Gresham quickly figured out that the person was someone brought to be sacrificed, but what he didn't know was why she was important.

"Speed up, move 3 times faster" Randell had been at the morgue for a long time, he may have looked like he had a lot of energy, but he was dead tired inside. If it wasn't for the emergency flask filled with alcohol he kept on himself at all times he knew he would long have begun sleeping with the dead.

Following Randell's command, Widow's Diary began to move three times faster than before. Both the voice and actions it performed looked like someone pressed the fast forward button on a tv.

Randell let that continue for a while until he heard the woman utter the word help. At that moment he had Widow's Diary backtrack and mimic the dead woman's actions normally.

The woman spoke softly she had a sore throat from all of the crying she did, but that clearly wasn't the reason why she kept her voice down low she did so to not be caught.

"Please help I don't want to die" the woman spoke selfish words in her attempts to strike a chord sympathy with someone in a bid to get that person to free her and the rest of the sacrifices. The outcome of her attempts was obvious, but what Gresham would like to know is who was she speaking to.

Randell knowing that he was at the right moment he needed gave Widow's Diary a new command "Take on the form of the person she is speaking to and mimic that persons movements".

Complying with Randell's orders Widow's Diary became someone Gresham completely forgot about but still hated, Desmond Gillies.