I don’t like noclipping. I haven’t figured out how to control where I show up come back to the real world. I don’t even know if it’s possible to control that. What if I come back and I’m in Peru? Or in the middle of the ocean?
I need learn more about this spell but how? There’s nothing in Royale’s notes remotely like it and the few people I know that I can ask have never heard of it either.
The cock and bull story Waldrum and Berner fed to the Fredonia police was so full of holes I can’t believe they bought it. Maybe they aren’t police, their cars said marshal on them but aren’t marshals federal? Fredonia is tiny, how could they have their own police force? Shouldn’t there be a county sheriff? I’ll never understand law enforcement jurisdictions.
I can’t imagine that much happens out here, maybe the Fredonia officers were so excited to get the publicity and fame from arresting two serial killers they didn’t care that they were talking to Texas cops were way outside of their jurisdiction with eight dead women and a pack of lies. Maybe this is the thin blue line I’ve heard about.
I wonder how much the authorities look into things like this. If two guys show up with a bunch of dead bodies and confess to murdering them and then don’t say anything else do the powers that be just leave it without digging in? Waldrum and Berner told me not to worry about it. They said the case would “make”.
One of the Fredonians told us there was an airport just across the border in Utah. Technically true, but it’s not a fucking commercial airport, it’s just a bunch of planes. Small planes that people own. A guy there did agreed to fly us to Phoenix.
Once we hit the ground Waldrum and Berner started looking into booking flights Dallas. I told them renting a car only 40 bucks. They said it was a 16-hour drive like that was a big deal.
Berner said to me “are you saying that you can’t afford a 300-dollar flight?” I told him “I’m saying I’m wearing a shirt that I found in a river. That’s where I’m at financially.”
Rocket Cat 