Lafayette Street

Lafayette Street connects with David Bilyeu's home, Kendall Cullivan's home, Emerald Greene's home, and the Arkham Asylum. The Road leads out to Innsmouth and Kingsport.

David walked out of his home, locking the door behind him. He strode out into the street with his trench-coated brown suit, white gloves, top-hat, and wooden cane with a wolf-like face on the top. He looked around him and spotted a young woman with a suitcase in a lab coat calling for a cab. "Excuse me." He walked over to her.

Kendall looked at the man who had called out to her. He looked rather strange to her, walking with a cane. She wondered if he used really used it or if it was just for props. By the time he had finally reached her a cab had stopped and she got in and left leaving the strange man behind.
Kendall Cullivan dropped Kendall Cullivan's House Address!

He was splashed by the water in the street as the cab sped off. His complexion was of disapointment and annoyance. "Well, she left something behind I see."
David Bilyeu picked up Kendall Cullivan's House Adress. "Hmm....I guess I can wait here."
He waited inside of her home at a table, sipping tea. Time had passed and it was now several hours later.

Kendall came home to find that her front door was unlocked. As she walked in slowly, expecting to see her house thrashed, instead she saw the srange man sitting at the table as if he were use to breaking and entering. This scared her a little, as she walked over to table he sat up and ask how her day was but because working in the field she does she was not allowed to talk about it.

"Welp, no answer then? Lets see.." He leaned over to her. "Id say your...some scientist. hmm....Forensics maybe...You shouldnt leave your door unlocked you know." He smiled.

Kendall looked and saw that her name tag was hanging out."you right", Kendall said," I shouldn't leave my door unlocked but my job called and bad guys don't put themselfs in jail. By the way I never got your name."

David smirked. "But I have yours Kendall." He extended his hand. "David Bilyeu, Dectective, you needed a ride to work and I was wanting to give you a ride." He laughed. "Well in any case, I know you're working on one of the bodies that was found in Innsmouth. Im trying to find out why all three of those people died. Seems like we need to work together."

" Nice to meet you now what makes you think that I would help you," Kendall said. For she knew what would happen if she were cot helping David for all she knew he was so kind of reporter and this was a quite case only three others including herself were able to work on it.

He flipped a card out. It was a Private Investigator license. "Because, I'm sure you're just about as curious as I am as to the reasons why the government attacked insmouth four years ago."

"Well then that changes everything," Kendall said " all I know is that one died by drownning but the way in which he drownned was perrsure and lots of it he must have been 50 or 60 feet down there," Kendall looked down pondering how someone could get that far down.

"I have my theories, If you'll care to listen to them." He smirked and pulled out a folder filled with many files and pictures.

Kendall said,"I'm listening."

He pulled out pictures of Jewelry and files that explain their making. He pulled out files about the Esoteric order of Dagon and the reports of the Asylum Inmates of "deep ones". He then looked up and said, "I believe its something to do with their religion."

" That could very well be in the blade but I'd need it to prove that it was used without it all you got is probable cause to search anyplace that looking like it would have," said Kendall.

"Any evidance in the water would be gone by now. The jewelry wasnt worn by the people, but the citizens of innsmouth. I was thinking, what if they were sacrificed? The marks on the bodies show some spine-shaped blade marks." He pointed to a picture. It was the dagger of dagon. "A spine-shaped blade like that. My house is across from yours, if you wish to continue the investigation please stop by." He walked out of the house.

He turned around. "Actually yes, I am. And who are you?" He began walking to a nearby bench and sat.

"Isn't he the one who got away when his two friends and brother were murdered at innsmouth?" Emerald actually didn't know that.

His eyes opened up wide. "W-well this is certainly something." He was suprised, but satisfied. "This explains a lot, but I need to study this carefully, I Will need your help."

"Well, please let yourself into my home." He pointed tword it's direction. "Ill be right there." He then re-intruded Kendall's home. "Well, it seems we have one new piece of evidance." Their conversation lasted hours, and he was sure Emerald was getting impatient. "Alright, I have a plan, but Im warning you, we may be in danger. Follow me both of you.