Circus Art【VOCALOID】

Seacrets Uncovered

Ia's POV

Len rushed to his tent, pushing everyone out of his way. I followed after him.

When I caught up to him he was rubbishing through his room. He opened some kind of secret cabinet behind his bed and pulled out a leather covered book.
"Oh Dear Lord..." He spouted.

"What's that book?" I questioned concerned,

"I-I'll tell you later but the police mustn't find this. Please help me."

"O-key." I accepted.

"Thank you!" He grabbed my hand and dragged me out.
We directed ourselves back to the entrance where Gumi was waiting for us.
"Gumi, what's with the police visiting?"
"They think we have something to do with the kidnappings.
I bit my lip and held Len's hand closer.
"Right now the police are checking our tents, they're with Luka now." She informed.

"W-wait, next to Luka's tent is mine!" I panicked.

"Oh, yeah. You should probably go there..." Gumi calmly suggested.
I rushed to Luka's tent where the police men were finishing up.
Luka stepped out of her tent and stood next to me.

"You should he careful with those guys,Ia. They kind of...don't respect others privacy." I smiled

"Thanks for the head up, Luka!" At that moment the police went out of the tent, one of pulled out a notebook and a pen out of his pocket.

"Luka, right? You are off the suspect list."
She let out a small sigh in relief.

"Who's tent is the next one?"

"Um... Uh, me, sir." I pointed myself.

"Ok, we shall be checking your tent now."
I led him and one more officer in my tent. They began searching my bed and a night stand in front of it.
The way the tall man wrote on his notebook was nerve racking.

As they both looked for some kind of evidence in my room I started to drift into my thoughts.
'What's so important about Len's journal? Is he the one up to the crimes..? Or he might be involved somehow... Or is he spying on us? But why would he do that? Jeez, is there any one I can trust?'

"Miss Ia?! MISS IAAA??!!" The officer snapped me back into my senses, pinching my arm.
"Oh, uh, Yeah?"

"We haven't found anything that justifies your being involved." And with that they left my tent, leaving it a mess.

"Ugh... For cops they really aren't that polite.
My bras and underwear where littered through the floor...I think they actually took a pair.

"The hell is wrong with them?" I sighed picking up my bras and underwear.

Luka walked in twirling a strand of her pink hair around her finger.

"How did it go?"

"It was okay, I mean...they kind of messed up my room. What happened with you?"
She let out a small sigh.

"They just made quite inappropriate comments." My room became silent for a few seconds.

"Heh. Um... Luka... Do you think someone in the circus is behind the kidnappings?" she clenched her fists.

"I-I don't know... I hope not. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I knew one of my best friends were a murdurer." She shrugged.

"Oh and what were you talking about with the police before in the entrance gate?" I asked.

"Well... Usually when the police visits your notified like 12 hours before but they didn't, still the police officer was going on and on how he sent a letter to us." Luka explained.