Geh heh heh... not bad. Despite all the lies and misdirection, youse actually got pretty close to figurin' it out. Too bad knowing the method wasn't enough. Let me illuminate youse about what REALLY went down last night.
Youse got the basics more or less down. Everythin' I said in my testimony is mostly true, except after I knocked out Lupin and finished of Aracacia, I headed outta the room and went to the Rumpus Room, where my associate had left a mammoth tusk right behind the teddy bear. Turned out Portricia had eyes for the bear, but didn't even notice the tusk leanin' against the wall. I rushed in, then did a nice clean grab 'n stab. We borrowed the idea of the mammoth tusk from that car-lover's kill on Night 1, figurin' it'd make a unique wound that'd be hard to understand, and even harder to find the weapon. Once I killed her, I dragged her into the next room to teleport her outta the Solarium and have her crash onto the cliff, makin' it harder to know at a glance what killed her. 'Course, I didn't plan on the power bein' off, but luckily I could just press the button and walk away, and she got teleported out once the power was back online. I then doubled back to the West Gallery, just as Lupin was wakin' up, and made my way downstairs to the Aviation Exhibit, where I snuck past the old farts, into the Gloomy Bedrooms, and planted the tusk in Reigen's room. I figured the room of a dead player was the least likely to be checked. Then, my associate came from downstairs with a tarp-covered trolley and threw it off the cliff, just to try and create questions of whether she really died in the Solarium or if she got thrown off the cliff. Again, we didn't know Jackson would be throwin' forklifts offa the cliff as well, but the more the merrier.
The MO of this kill was to create as much confusion and obfuscation as possible. We'd already had quite a bit, but there needed to be more. If people had found the mammoth tusk too early, it'd cut short the potential for hours of weapon-related overthinkin'. Not to mention, I needed a nice little alibi. So, I did what any good murderer would do, and I borrowed some power. It's true that I've been researchin' the demonic ghosts, but them bein' parts of puzzles ain't the case. In exchange for defeatin' them, I get a special power attached to my kill. Tonight's power... deletin' a piece of evidence outright. I can't choose what gets deleted, but in a kill with only one thing to delete... geh heh heh. That tusk is nothin' but dust, no crocs needed. I knew how to weaken the spider thanks to my research, so takin' her out was a piece of cake in a darklight filled room like the West Gallery. I was plannin' on stealin' the painting anyway, and I figured Lupin was usually hangin' around there, so it seemed like a real good place to make an alibi and set up a fake murder attempt. Seems to have worked pretty well to me, considerin' that's the thing you couldn't figure out.
Course, I needed some other stuff to fill out my night, so that was pretty easy. Nothin' like some nice destruction to keep me busy:
- Paintin' the Studio red with trap buckets helped mess up Lee's favourite room
- Burnin' down the Coatroom means we screw over any future attempts at costume kills
- Smashin' the bathroom mirror to get the door unlockin' lever
- Stealin' and then punchin' an expensive paintin' just cause I thought it'd be funny if I stole it and Lupin didn't
I had a fun time. Don't blame yourselves for not figurin' it out. After all, most of youse don't know jack about investigatin'. You get on your high horses, callin' me an "uncultured, uncivilized animal"... geh heh heh. Suits me fine. You underestimated me at your own peril. Speakin' of which, youse might be wonderin' why I even killed the cat in the first place. Well, everythin' I've said about researchin' the demonic spirits is true. Even though I can borrow their power, I don't know anythin' about most of 'em. I had to do a lot of diggin' about each of them to find out their weaknesses... and how to summon 'em. Of course, I'm a hunter at heart, not an investigator, so I borrowed the name and power of another spirit to help me out, one operatin' from another plane of existence... geh heh heh... a guy named Luke Atmey.
Nobody makes anythin' of it from the legends, but those water powers that Lyra is imitatin' are the real deal, and he only had 'em because he himself was a specter. Somethin' he did in that jungle traded his life for his powers. Made him weak to talismans and everythin'. But as experts know, he barely used the water powers, cause his real strength was his detective work. So I stole the guy's invitation, took his name, and used my powers to channel his smarts, too. If youse couldn't figure that one out, your investigations really are screwed. I'm nothin' like the guy. Gah hah hah hah hah!
Anyways, I've been usin' that power to investigate everythin' I can about those ghosts... not just so I can control their powers, but so I can hunt them. I've gotten the rats, the mummy, and the spider... the flower and the sphere are both MIA, so that only leaves one more... the unnamed demon king. I wasn't makin' up the stories I read about blood sacrifices. Lulu might say otherwise, but I needed to investigate for myself if it was really true. Now that I've killed the cat, all I've gotta do is prepare myself and wait for him to show up. King Blocky Boo is small potatoes. I'm aimin' for the real king. And once I've beaten him, it'll be my name that's getting all the power, and startin' a new legend. The legend of...
