They dead remained fixed in their final positions, the couple died with shock and hopelessness as the final painting on their faces, as for the mayor of Sove there was only disbelief that would linger on forever.
Lirian left the dead to themselves and wondered back into the mayors study, where he combed through the many journals the mayor had collected over the years.
With a quick scan from the system the information was copied into his data banks, as far as new intel went there wasn't much.
House Kurt's archives mirrored the information almost word for word and in most cases there was even more detailed information, the only things that could be useful were the journals written by the mayor that detailed his perspective on many topics.
When Lirian finished combing through the books he turned to the desk that he broke to get that bottle of whiskey, but upon closer inspection he could only sigh in disappointment as the bottle was broken.
