Dawn Meadows
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Monsters at the Door - Part II (1 of 7)
🕑 Added 2021-06-05 14:00:05 +0000 UTCMiss Meadows said that she had to delay our coffee meet for an emergency work thing. Something about a "last minute informant" that came through? I know that it's a bit "big brother" but she DID have "share location" turned on with her last text message. Maybe it's the sleuth in me, but I just had to investigate. I mean, I AM part of Mystery, Inc. How could I resist trying to see what the intrepid Star Reporter, Dawn Meadows, of the famed Rose Tribune was up to?
Now I'm slinking about in a damp, dark, and decidedly creepy cave system, goodness knows how far below the Museum of Natural History! Remind me again why I am snooping in my stocking feet? Oh yeah, that's right. Fred said that we needed to be "more actionable about our sneaking tactics." Well, Mr Jones can try traipsing about in a pair of pink pantyhose before the next time he feels like giving "mystery solving best practices."
Daphne rolled her eyes at the thought. As if. I'm the one in the purple dress. I'm the one in the stockings. I'm the one who always ends up getting captured. The redheaded mystery solving teen huffed even as she shuddered against the cool cave air that chilled the stone floor, icing her stocking bearing feet, that cold ebbing up her long slender orchid legs, and sending a shiver reverberating throughout her slim body sheathed in an iconic knit purple mini dress.
She peered over her shoulder, unable to shake the feeling that she was being watched. Get a grip, Daph. It's just you down here. Then again, who even builds a place like this? Below a museum no less! Thinking about it just made her more nervous. Her lilting voice called out into the echoing darkness.
"Dawwwwwwwn? Are you dowwwwwwwn here???"
