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It seemed that Circe was not quiet finished with causing trouble for them. Lex adjusted the strap of his back pack. He was dressed simply, in dark wash jeans, a plain dark grey long sleeve cotton shirt. His pronoun necklace was tucked under the neck line and his piercings had been mostly removed but for the dermal under his right eye. He kept with a simple silver stud. Black tennis shoes for comfort and curls tucked under a black cap.

A hoodie was tucked into the back pack incase the unseasonable warm weather turned chilly, along with his phone, snack food, water, and his weapon of choice. "Well, are you ready for this?" He asked Brian, looking around the area.

Small highway crossing town. He had been this way before, never in the town, but where the highways 57 and 66 crossed.

"Mmhm, though it might be best if you do the talking. This tends to be a bit distracting," He motioned to his eyes, faintly touching the dermal down and on the edge of his right. "Do we have a police scanner somewhere? Just curious about how we get this sort of information." Specially in the middle of no where towns like Sheridan.

"Could be magic, I'm tending towards the more mundane though. I wouldn't be surprise if there was Chosen on the force," Lex shrugged lightly and kept walking with Brian, taking in the small neighborhood and headed down st clair, stopping where it met Pine and checked his notes.

"Well that is the house." It was small and a bit run down, but the gardens were full of fall flowers and preparing for winter with straw filling what probably were vegetable beds. "Which means you are on."

Lex gave Brian a friendly clasp on the shoulder and then cheerfully went and made themselves scarce because they in no way appeared to be a law officer and well, no reason to be underfoot, messing this up.


Augusta opened the door and frowned at the man. "Can I help you with something, sir?" She asked, trying to place him. She dried her hands on her apron, dress helm nearly reaching her feet. "It has been a rather difficult time for me of late."

Augusta looked him over, and finally nodded. "Well you better come inside then, some of the neighbors are nosy and this doesn't concern them." She motioned Brian inside. "There is a chair right inside... officer."

Lex had found a tree to rest against, shady and pulled out his phone, immersing himself in seeing if their was any wifi connection, and if he could pull up any local newspapers as Brian talked to the grandmother.

"It's mostly mums now, the vegetables and fruits have all been canned." She looked him over and nodded sitting down. "Ooh? That the first I heard about that. The local police thing it was an animal attack." Augusta frowned. "Which doesn't make much sense, there are not any large animals of note down here."

"Her manager sent me pictures, they aren't the best. Everything else was taken as evidence by the police." Augusta looked over him and stood, retrieving the phone and returned. She scrolled back into the history to find the pictures holding it out to Brian.

"She was in the back of her work place, finishing up the clean up. They aren't the best quality."

Three pictures where shown. They weren't in the best focus or lightening but it was clearly torn clothing, a uniform by the twisted name tag, and claw marks on the rubber lid of a dumpster.

"'Yes, it is down town. What we consider down town," Augusta replied, watching the phone with careful eyes. She wanted that back. "It is easy enough to find, probably just have to go back the way you came in."