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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 6 | 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜

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Footage & Clues

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"Play it again," Luther said, eyes fixed on the footage. "We've watched it over and over, Luther. It's the same every time," Allison stated wearily. He let out a sigh before replaying the video once more. Glancing at Allison, he questioned with a stammer, "What... What is she doing?"

Allison stood in silence, her brow furrowed. "The tea. Did she poison him?" he wondered aloud. "I... I don't know," Allison sighed softly. "Where did you find this?" Luther asked, his tone tinged with concern.

"I was looking at old footage of us as kids, and I saw the tape just sitting there," Allison answered, walking up to him.

"Yeah, Dad must have started using the security system again," Luther muttered. "He was getting more and more paranoid. He thought people were out to get him. Well... I guess maybe he was right." He continued watching the video intently.

"But Mom?" Allison inquired. "I mean, she's not capable of... is she?" she wondered aloud.

Allison and Luther sat at the table, memories flooding back as their Mom hummed while cooking eggs and bacon. "Mom?" Luther called gently. "We need to ask you some questions about the night that Dad died. Do you remember anything?" he asked cautiously.

Grace turned to them, a faint smile on her face. "Of course. Sunset, 7:33 pm. Moon was waxing crescent, dinner was Cornish hen, wild rice, and carrots," she stated calmly. "No. No, later that night. In his bedroom, did you go and see him?" Luther pressed further.

Grace chuckled softly. "I don't recall," she replied, turning back to the food, her humming filling the kitchen as she scraped the egg off the pan. Allison looked to Luther, then back to their Mom. "Were you ever... I don't know, angry with Dad?" she asked tentatively.