He then grabbed the man and threw him over his shoulder. "The front door is unlocked, Daisy. Can you open it for me while I carry this asshole inside?" Daisy frowned when he mentioned the missing girl again. She wondered who this missing girl is, how old she was, how the man in the back of the truck connected to that. He said he needed her help and she nodded but looked confused. "Okay, but... how?" she asked, sighing, feeling like she really had no way of helping. Nodding when he said to go and open the door, she moved out of the truck and went to open the front door. She looked back to see Mister O carrying the man in and then walked further inside, looking around the quaint family home. No one was here. It looked like it had been some time since anyone was but it was mostly in good order, save for some rummaging. "Her name is Madelyn," Mister O said as he nodded towards one of the family portraits that hung up on the wall. Among those in the portrait, there was teenage girl with dyed blue hair, a real cute smile and a girl next door type of beauty. Daisy frowned more when she looked at the family portrait as Mister O explained the situation in more detail. She was Hardcore so young and beautiful. Daisy hoped the girl was okay, then had a thought and looked around japanese the house. "What about the mother?" she asked, pointing to the woman in the photo. "She's not here. Did something happen?" she asked, frowning again. The blonde watched Mister O as he continued to carry the man towards the basement door only to open it and throw him in and locking him inside. "We'll deal with him if he wakes up. If not, we have ways to probe his memories. But I wanna show you something," he said while he led Daisy back to the living room where many works of abstract art hung on the wall. Daisy ran a hand through her hair, nodding as he explained the process. She looked like she wanted to question him when he said something about probing someone's mind for memories, but figured it wasn't the weirdest thing she'd seen today. "Her step father went missing about a few weeks ago, he's an art professor in the local college. But, earlier in my investigation I noticed this," he then pointed at a strange pattern within the art, "These are occult runes. He's using art to mask these runes. We haven't determined anything yet as far as the nature of these runes. Hairy Do you feel anything?" When he called her over, she looked at the art closely, going from piece to piece. "Yeah, I see them," she said. She was no expert on runes of any kind, she'd never even finished college, but it was pretty easy to tell once he pointed them out. He asked her if she felt anything and she blinked, looking at him for a moment and then back to the art. Running her fingers over some of it, she frowned, feeling silly. Asian Girls "I don't know how to do any of this... 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