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Even though Polnareff let out a shocked noise, and the corpse was now sprawled out on the ground, none of the other residents around you seemed to react. They all just went about their day as if nothing at all was happening.
“H-He’s dead! He died with that look of fear on his face!” Polnareff yelled, starting to ramble in his panic, “What the hell is this?! Why are they lying dead in the road? What was the cause of death? A heart attack? A stroke?”
Joseph pushed past Polnareff, leaning down to get a better look, “That could be.. But it doesn’t seem to be ordinary heart failure.”
You nodded, but did not dare get any closer to the body than where you were, “Even a stroke… It doesn't seem righ-”
You were cut off as Polnareff suddenly pointed at the corpse, “A gun! This guy is holding a gun?”
“You just noticed?” Asked Kakyoin, looking back at the other man. Truthfully, you didn't notice it either, you were too …. Preoccupied with the exaggerated look of terror on the mans face. It was like you couldn't look away from it…
“There’s smoke coming from it. He’s fired it.” Jotaro muttered.
“And it was just fired. Maybe two to five minutes ago.” said Joseph, looking awfully troubled, “Either way, it was right before we got to this town.”
“Was it suicide? Did he shoot himself?” Polnareff asked,
“No. There don't seem to be any wounds on the body.” Said Kakyoin, shaking his head.
“And there's no blood anywhere on his clothes…” you said, biting your lip, “could it be a disease of some kind?” You asked, taking a step back and covering your nose and mouth with your hand.
“No, I doubt that. He looks relatively healthy..” said Joseph, crouching down beside the body.
“Then how did this guy die? Look at him!” said Polnareff, “His face is distorted like he was screaming in utter terror!”
“I dont know.” muttered Joseph, “What did this man shoot with his gun? What in the world is going on?”
“If the gun was shot so recently, why hasn't anyone reacted? Did no one call the police?” you asked.
“No one in the town seems to have noticed anything.” said Kakyoin, glancing over at you for a moment before calling out to a nearby woman, “Excuse me, ma’am.” He stepped away from the group to go talk to her.
You could vaguely hear Kakyoin ask her to call the police, but the woman talked so quiet and slowly that you couldn't understand a thing she was saying.
When he returned, he looked rather disturbed, “The people here are more indifferent than people in large cities like New York or Tokyo.” he muttered, shaking his head.
Jotaro stood next to you, staring at a dog that was standing nearby on the sidewalk, his brow knit.
“It feels like the fog just keeps getting thicker.” complained Polnareff, you could see how tense he looked.
“The town seems to be engulfed by this fog.” said Kakyoin, nodding in agreement.
“It's really creepy… Doesn't that part there look like a skull?” asked Polnareff, pointing up to the sky.
You looked up, and for a moment you saw it. A skull in the fog. Your stomach filled with dread.
“What do you think we should do, old man?” said Jotaro, “You dont think it's the work of another Stand user, do you?”
“It seems impossible. There’s no motive.” Joseph muttered, “Would someone who’s after us kill a man who has nothing to do with us, before we even got here? If they did, why did they kill him?” He said, shaking his head.
“But there is a possibility,” said Jotaro, “His death seems pretty extraordinary… Let’s investigate the body as much as we can without touching it before the police come.”
“Right..” agreed Joseph. He pulled out a pen, using it to carefully peek into the man's pockets, “Mh. Looks like he was traveling, too, just like us. He has bus and train tickets.” Joseph leaned back, “And he appears to be Indian. He’s carrying Indian money. He’s not from this town.”
“Listen… Maybe we should just get out of here,” You said, “this place has been giving me a bad feeli-”
“Oh!” Joseph cut you off, shocked, “There's a wound!”
Your attention turned back to Joseph, brow furrowed, “a wound?”
“Right under his throat,” Joseph said, moving over so the others could see, “there’s a wound about the size of a ten yen coin. Could this be the cause of death?”
Kakyoin and Polnareff came over, crouching next to Joseph to get a closer look.
“But why isn't there any blood coming from it?” muttered Jotaro from beside you, “With a hold this big, there should be tons of blood gushing from it.”
“Normally at least.” Kakyoin stood back up, looking at Jotaro.
“Looks like this is no ordinary murder.” said Jotaro, gesturing to the body, “We need to know if this is the only wound. Let’s not hold back.” Jotaro leaned down, grabbing the corpse's shirt and pulling it up off of his body.
“What-- What’s with this corpse?!” Polnareff took a step back.
The man's chest was littered with the same type of holes, all about the same size.
“He’s covered in holes!” Polnareff cried, “He looks like the cartoon cheese you’d see in Tom & Jerry!”
“And there’s no blood coming from any of these holes.” said Joseph, “How on earth was this man killed? What does this all mean?”
“Be careful…” Jotaro muttered, looking at the rest of the crusaders, “The odds that there’s a new Stand user nearby just grew.”
Joseph turned, quickly heading out of your line of vision, “Everyone! Get in the car! We’re leaving this town!” there was a pause before he yelled, “What?! Impossible!”
You turned to look, letting out a shocked noise. Joseph was jumping a spiked fence, but lost his balance, seeming to fall in slow motion down towards the spikes. “Hermit Purple” He yelled, able to stop himself with his Stand’s vines right before being impaled.
You were just standing there in shock before Jotaro spoke beside you, “Hey, Old Man. What the hell are you doing? Are you stupid?”
“Jotaro, shut the hell up!” you said, quickly running over to help Joseph down from the predicament he had gotten himself into, “Hey.. Joseph, are you okay?” you asked the older man.
“I’m fine, (y/n)” he said, seeming mostly relieved that he hadn't been impaled on the fence. He looked at Jotaro, “What do you mean, “what am I doing?”. The car was right here a minute ago!”
“What? Car? We just parked the car over there.” said Polnareff, pointing at it with his thumb.
“What?” he looked at you, but you just nodded, agreeing with Polnareff. The car had always been over there…. “But, Just now….” he trailed off, looking past you.
Was Joseph okay…?
“Listen, we should go now.” you urged Joseph, grabbing his arm “Before the stand user attacks! We need to leave. I want to lea-.” you said, but were cut off when you heard a strange noise behind you.
You turned to look, seeing the figure of an old woman slowly approaching through the mist.
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(Jojo / Jjba X Reader) A 7TH Stand User Joins The Party
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