Morix: Web of Mistrust

Turnabout Masquerade, Part 14

November 22

Blackgate Hospital

2:45 PM

Yuri Rinko

Our arrival at the hospital was, admittedly, something that bothered me. I felt as if I wasn't going to be able to concentrate no matter how hard I tried, and I spent our entire walk up the stairs to the proper floor fidgeting excessively. I couldn't figure out how to keep myself from getting stressed about the whole situation, so I eventually opted for simply counting the tiles of the floor that I passed over. It didn't do much to help my stress levels, but it at least gave me something else to concentrate on.

This case had thrown us one curve ball after another up to this point, I had to confess. I had no way of seeing this coming in the beginning, though I suppose that none of us would have known that it was going to end this way. We were simply walking towards what we assumed was the truth, and then we uncovered something that changed the way that we had been looking at everything. Mr. Morix had taken the original identification card and created a copy that likely seemed far more realistic and wouldn't be found out as a fake. After all, Eileen Liyle never existed in the first place, and keeping that secret had to be his first priority. 

In a way, such a duty had fallen to all of us. We knew that we were being dragged into something large the second that we started to associate with Oracle, and there was no way for us to go back after having come so far. I wasn't entirely sure about how I was supposed to feel about it, if I was being honest. The idea that the victim and witness were the same person, and Oracle's aliases on top of that, was dizzying to me. It certainly wasn't a twist that I had seen coming from the start of the case.

And yet, it made all too much sense. It was why Ms. Liyle was able to get into the agency. She was just another fragment of Oracle's cohesive identity, and that meant that she was able to share all of the perks that the other dimensions had. Getting into the agency was pathetically easy for someone as heavily involved with it as she was. She had been given a method to enter the building from the start, and it seemed blatantly obvious looking back that this was the picture that the situation painted. Chrysalis' notable absence throughout the investigation should have given me a clue, and I couldn't help but wish that I had asked a few more questions about where she had been throughout all of this.

Still, there wasn't anything that we could do about it. We couldn't change the past, so we would just have to press on and do what we could to solve the case with what we already had at our disposal. The victim and witness were the same person, and they had both been aiming to drag the truth out of the culprit. The one responsible for the attack was still unknown, and that duty to discovery fell to both myself and the others on the defense team. We had to figure out who the man with white hair was in truth. I wished that I had more answers for all of this, but I was tragically lacking in it.

"After we talk to her, we need to go and speak with Detective Umber. I don't know where she's going to be, but we have to try and track her down," Deirdre suddenly commented, snapping me out of my trance of counting hospital floor tiles. I figured out pretty quickly that the 'her' she was referring to was obviously Ms. Lesa, Ms. Liyle, and Chrysalis. You know, because they were all the same person. Heaven above, this was getting nauseating to think about. I was used to Oracle and all of the little intricacies that came with it, but some of it still frustrated me from time to time, if I was being perfectly honest.

"We'll have more than enough time for that," Victoria assured me when she saw the panic flicker across my face. "Besides, I doubt that we're going to be able to get much more out of the victim than we already have. She isn't going to be in much of a talking mood, especially given that this is what she specifically wanted to avoid having happen."