Mrs. Angela Wilson is in her late thirties, a tall attractive woman who seems to be not too upset by her husband’s disappearance. She is wearing a light floral print dress, indicates a rather casual mood. The servants all seem scandalised by this behaviour.
She greeted the officer briefly and said:"
Thank you for coming so promptly. My problem is that I believe that my husband was murdered because he knew something he shouldn’t. I met my husband two years ago, and we’ve been happily married now for eighteen months. Yet, I always had the feeling that he had seen something or done something that he shouldn’t have done. I never asked him what his dark secret was. John never volunteered the information but last year he came down with Influenza, and in the midst of his fever, he kept repeating the phrase "beware the Yellow King." This I found strange to say the least, but I soon let it pass. That was until four days ago, the day John ‘disappeared'. On that day, we had a parcel delivered. John opened the parcel and removed from it a small wooden box. He took one look at it, and I’ll never forget the look on his face. He went grey, truly ashen, and I heard him mutter, the Yellow King. Then he bundled me out of the house, with no explanation what so ever.
I left because John seemed so insistent, but when I returned John and dog had vanished, and Masie the upstairs maid was screaming incoherently about a purple haze, and puddles. The poor child was so disturbed that we’ve had no choice but to have her committed.
Thats all I know, and you are welcome to ask any questions. Please help me find out what happened to my husband."
[ 03-31-2002, 06:32 PM: Message edited by: TheThing ]
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