A/N: I've been busy studying for my midterms. Can't bomb these...
D: I no own. Tetsuya Nomura own. Me go now?
Day Forty-Nine: 4:47 PM. Location: At hotel. The police are keeping Julia and me in different rooms, watched by a security guard outside.
They really think I'm a suspect. Seriously, I mean, I just had a good time drinking some beer and I fell asleep by a wall. Julia was in hysterics, screaming about something, and that woke me up. I got used to seeing dead bodies. It didn't scare me anymore. It scared Julia pretty bad. She looked like she was going to puke… which she did in the kitchen sink.
But the thing that seemed interesting was that Rude was gone. Did he do it? He's capable of doing this…
And the stapedectomy was not as "quick and painless" as the hot doctor said it would be. I couldn't hear out of that ear for two days.
Do I look like a murderer to you? I'm a damned filmmaker! And a damned good one too! The cops really think it was me. I could see the headlines now…
PORNO FILMMAKER ARRESTED FOR BRUTALLY MURDERING SIX PEOPLE
It sounds ridiculous. Me. A murderer.
This hotel smells like used condoms.
You'd think a man who wrote complex charts and equations on glass boards and even windows when he ran out of space was clinically insane.
Three people looked on as he wrote, with identical looks of cynical confusion on their faces.
Seriously, this guy's a nut.
What the hell? Okay, so the killer's represented by 'X'. And all those arrows mean what?
He's got it all wrong… I didn't kill them like that…
Reno, hands folded, shirt not tucked in, buttons undone in all his Reno-iffic glory, sat quietly in the small soundproof room with the large reflective mirror on one wall. He knew there were people behind it. He waved.
Detective M. snapped his fingers in front of Reno's face. "Reno, pay attention."
The redhead looked solemnly at the officer and nodded.
"You woke up at approximately 10:12 AM, and three minutes after that, you called 911. What was the delay?"
Reno scratched the back of his head. "Uh… hm… oh yeah, we were looking for Julia's cell phone."
"Why her phone?"
"Well, she doesn't have a house phone because she says she gets harassed all the time, and I don't have one because Rude always had one…"
"Speaking of which, where is Rude?"
"No idea. He wasn't there when Julia woke me up."
"You sure?"
"Well, yeah."
"Do you know what he was wearing?"
Reno smiled. "Julia and I put a wig, a bra, and a paper cup on him."
"Is that what he was wearing?"
"I hid his clothes underneath a couch cushion. I don't know if it's still there or not, but the wig was on the dinner table."
"Hm…"