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Message no. 1
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Sun, 4 Aug 1996 14:03:23 +0000
*****PRIVATE: Detective Eriksen, Homicide, Lone Star Seattle
>>>>>[Here's the transcript you requested, of the call received by Mrs.
Northcott:

(Northcott): Hello?

(Male voice): Hoi, it's a friend of Phoenix's here, Mathew...

(Northcott): Oh! She's said alot about you. All good...

(Male voice): I'm sorry to interupt, but this is urgent. Could you run next
door and check if she's okay? She doesn't have a phone, so...

(Northcott): Of course, just a minute.

[Break in conversation for 1 minute, 21 seconds.]

(Northcott): Oh my god, I think she's dead, the door was broken... so much
blood... I have to call the police...

[Disconnected 16:46:32]

I include a sample of the male voice for your records:

+++++Include mvoice.snd

Good luck with your enquiries.]<<<<<
-- SCS Records <14:53:28/08-03-57>
Message no. 2
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Sun, 4 Aug 1996 14:32:58 +0000
*****INTERNAL: LoneStar mail, to Detective Eriksen, Homicide
>>>>>[ Requested sound footage:

[From the radios and personal recorders of PatrolPersons Webster and Haynes]

D: Dispatch
W: Jane Webster, >>badge number<<
H: Arron Haynes, >>badge number<<

D: Possible homicide, >>address<<.

W: En route.

[Pause for several minutes.]

W: At >>address<<, entering the building.

[Pause for several minutes.]

H: Caller is Mrs Northcott, she's in shock, call an ambulance, will you?

D: Ambulance on way.

W: Entering >>apartment number<<. Switching recorders on.

H: Jesus fuckin' christ...

W: Don't... get out!

[Vomiting]

W: Fraggin' rookies...

H: Sorry... first corpse.

W: Wait outside for the ambulance.

H: Sure... hey wait... what's that?

W: I know... you'll have a beautiful life... you'll be a sun... in somebody
else's sky, but... in mine? What in flying frag is that supposed to mean?

H: Is that written in... blood...

[Vomiting]

W: Get the hell out of here, damn it!

[H leaves room]

W:Nothing more here. Recorders off.]<<<<<
-- LoneStar Patrol Records <20:25:01/08-03-57>
Message no. 3
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Sun, 4 Aug 1996 14:35:08 +0000
*****PRIVATE: TriviaMaster
>>>>>[ Does the following mean anything to you:

I know someday you'll [obscured] a beautiful [obscured]
I know you'll be a [obscured]
In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why
Can't it be, can't it be in mine

Please reply soonest, this is a murder investigation.]<<<<<
-- Eriksen <20:30:21/08-03-57>
Message no. 4
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Sun, 4 Aug 1996 14:41:13 +0000
*****INTERNAL: LoneStar mail, to Detective Eriksen, Homicide
>>>>>[ Dr DeMonerge has completed the analysis of the passage. The material
was
indeed the victim's blood. From fingerprinting, it appears that she wrote
it herself while bleeding to death, explaining the relative scarcity of
blood, and therefore the clarity of the later parts of the passage.

Dr Fisher has completed his analysis of the magic effects, and believes
them to be authentic. He also says there is some evidence that an ally
spirit was summoned by the victim at some point. If this spirit can be
found, it could provide valuable leads.]<<<<<
-- Coroner's Office <20:31:22/08-03-57>
Message no. 5
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Sun, 4 Aug 1996 14:42:21 +0000
*****PRIVATE: SEA-TAC Airport Security
>>>>>[ A call was made on 08-01, at approximately 1600, to the residence of
one
Mrs Northcott, >>telecom number<<. We need to know who made that call. As
this regards a murder investigation, we expect and would appreciate your
cooperation.]<<<<<
-- Eriksen <20:37:26/08-03-57>
Message no. 6
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Mon, 5 Aug 1996 12:14:28 +1200 (NZST)
*****PRIVATE: Detective Eriksen, Homicide, Lone Star Seattle
>>>>>[ Yeah, it does. Song lyrics, 1990 or so, group called Pearl Jam, song
called Black. Not good that they were incomplete, but this time they were
close enough to trigger my searcher. Try to get the full thing next
time.]<<<<<
-- TriviaMaster <12:25:26/08-04-57>
Message no. 7
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Mon, 5 Aug 1996 12:17:43 +1200 (NZST)
*****PRIVATE: Detective Eriksen, Homicide, Lone Star Seattle
>>>>>[ Unofficially, it was a guy named Mathew Van Holde, he was travelling
under a Fuchi Security Pass, went to NYC. We had him in here for something
of a fracas in the waiting area. He was the victim of the attack. Your guys
came out here to take a look, I think the case number was >>number<<, so
you can talk to your people about it. He was given the standard two calls,
he only made one though. Seemed totally shocked after it, though, his face
was pale and all that drek. He kind of clammed up after that. Anyway, after
we got his details and story straight, we put him on a later flight. The
ticket was return, he should be back on >>date<<.]<<<<<
-- Thirstein <13:56:44/08-04-57>
Message no. 8
From: jaimie.nicholson@********.otago.ac.nz (Jaimie Nicholson)
Subject: LS mail
Date: Mon, 5 Aug 1996 12:18:57 +1200 (NZST)
*****PRIVATE: Detective Eriksen, Homicide, Lone Star Seattle
>>>>>[ Song's about failed romance and drek like that, I think. Here's the
full
lyrics:

+++++Include black.txt

Nice happy song.]<<<<<
-- TriviaMaster <20:31:58/08-04-57>

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