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Oliver was getting nowhere fast with this case. He had been awake all last night, as well as the one before, trying to figure out just what could be going on. None of his texts lent any sort of help. There wasn't exactly a lot of precedent for things that seemed like a spiritual haunting but just somehow weren't. After all, it wasn't as though he could just type a few key phrases in an internet browser and search the web. Really. He'd tried. All that came up were a bunch of myspace pages with glittery font sparkling at the top. He flipped another page, the tome sending up a small puff of dust that made his nose itch. Perhaps he had been asking a bit much, in trying to find something that was an actual case that was worthy of his attention.
A knock on the door signaled Jay's return from the supermarket. The bespeckled man wandered in, holding two cups of coffee up triumphantly. He set one on the bedside table, and offered the other to his brother. Oliver accepted it gladly, cradling the cup between his hands and inhaling the scent of fresh brewed caffeine. "I don't understand it, Jay. There's nothing about this in any of the books." He frowned, lines creasing between his eyebrows.