PrinceZam - Whitepine

[you’re a butler/maid/servant :3]

The local detective, Mr. Mark Bormethius, came up to you in the hallway as you were making your way to the art room to fetch something.

He kept asking questions, questions you already answered, and questions you didn’t know the answers to.

He was being pushy and wasn’t leaving you alone, despite you clearly trying to walk away from him. At one point, you started to panic. You made an excuse, saying that you ‘need to go check on one of the Hemlocks’ before dashing into one of the nearest bedrooms.

“Hey-“ Zam Hemlock spoke, turning to see you close the door behind yourself and lean against the wall, “Haven’t you heard of knocking-“
You didn’t answer. It was hard to breathe. “What’s happening..? Are you okay?”.*