Horror decided to check the suites since the lobby was empty, but he found no Blue in that area. "I'm starting to regret not asking Alphys and Frisk where he was..." Horror said under his breath as he walked into the gallery to see if Blue was in there, only to find no one. Despite that, he walked towards the portrait that was Lust's and stared at the actor. Horror let out a small sigh at the beauty, "It feels like it was only yesterday that we ran into each other here."

Horror didn't know what he was trying got achieve, but he continued anyway. "I promise you I'll get to the bottom of this. I'll bring justice to you." He bowed to the portrait. He felt a little silly for doing so, but he didn't seem to care that much. After a moment of silence, Horror outside of the gallery and hummed in thought.

"Looks like my search for Blue continues." Just where was that bellboy? "Check the lobby." Horror gasped, he hadn't checked the lobby since it had previously been empty last time he looked. "Since he's the bellboy, that means Blue wouldn't go far from his post!" Just before the detective could run off to the lobby, Horror froze. Maybe he was imagining it, but he swore he heard... he quickly shook his head. "No time." He thought, "I have to get Blue's story."

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Horror entered the lobby to find the morose Blueberry in the lobby. It seemed that he was really affected Lust's death, Horror noted to himself. "Blueberry..." He called out to the other monster, "I've been looking all over for you." The bellboy startled when he looked up, but he seemed to calm down when he saw it was only Horror.

"Oh... It's you, detective." Blue stated softly, "You were looking for me...?" The bellboy tilted his head in curiosity. He wondered what the detective wanted from him. "I just have a few questions I want you to answer for me." Ah, it must be for the case. Blue slowly nodded, he was willing to help, if it meant they could find out what really happened to Lust.

"Can you tell me who reserved the entire aristocrat?" Blue thought for a few moments if he remembered correctly, the entire second floor was reserved by an aristocrat. "In my opinion, for an aristocrat, he seemed skittish and almost didn't make it on time for the performance. He never came down before the accident."

Horror stopped his writing as Blue described the aristocrat. He knew who it was. This aristocrat was none other than Horror's client. The detective quickly masked his shock. Luckily it seemed that the bellboy didn't notice. "Is that all?" He asked him. Blueberry nodded, "I see. Thank you, Blue. I appreciate your help." Blue shook his head, "It was nothing, detective. Please... find out who did this." Horror nodded and stored his notepad away, "I will."

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Horror returned to Lust's suite with doubts. He didn't expect Gaster to be one of the suspects. He was the one that asked him to investigate what was going on with the main lead.

" But... he could have done that just to throw me off the trail..." Horror didn't know what to make of the situation at the moment. As the detective entered the suite, he noticed that neither Muffet nor Dust was there. In the room instead was Ink, who was packing up Lust's belongings. He seemed to have accepted X's arrangement.

But Horror could still see the fury that raged in their colorful eye lights. Then at that moment, a pile of letters in the corner of the room caught his attention. Horror asked Ink to show him the letters. They hesitated for a few moments before handing them over.

"These are all from Lust's fans, but the pile seems to have gotten bigger since I put them away last time," Ink muttered. Horror stared at the humongous pile and nodded. It really was a huge pile of letters, and most of the letters were just ordinary fan letters, but then one of the envelope designs caught the detective's attention -- it was Gaster's personalized design...

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Not long after, Killer asked him to meet him in the lobby. When Horror arrived at the lobby, he saw Killer looking amused. "Do you need anything?" Horror asked the main actor. Killer shook his head, a funny smile on his face as he did.

"What was I thinking?" Killer said, " If there's one good person left in town, it's either Alphys, Frisk, or you. "

Horror furrowed his brows at the comment. Was that supposed to be a compliment? What was he supposed to say to this? Thank you? Killer seemed to sense his confusion and started explaining how Muffet told him that the cast of the performance was only finalized in the morning on that day.

Which was quite strange. Why would they finalize the cast for the performance, on the day they were supposed to perform? Killer told the detective that Lust finally won, yet he refused to rehearse in the afternoon . Even so, X chose to cancel the rehearsal and not change the cast. At dusk, Muffet went upstairs to help Lust with his make-up as usual. Yet Nightmare informed her that he would rather do his own make-up and asked Muffet to look after the others instead.

"Muffet wasn't happy about that, but she put it out of her mind since Lust''s temper had been... fluctuating lately." Horror frowned at the mention of Lust having a temper. When he met the actor, Lust was calm and kind to him. Horror stored the thought into the back of his mind for later, when Killer started to talking again, "Muffet told me that her keen sense of smell made Lust cautious of her . For whatever reason."

Killer wiped the dark liquid that ran down his cheeks, "When Muffet had visited last time, she mentioned a special scent on Lust that caught her attention." A special scent? "It was fading, but Muffet said she could tell that it was a scent obtained by multiple refinements. And that the only two places where she noticed the special scent was in Lust's room, and the platform from which he fell." Horror nodded slowly, at the reveal. Seemed like Muffet knew something after all. "Thank you, Killer." He flipped at the notes he had taken, "This is... a lot, man." Killer chuckled and nodded.

" Well, good luck, Horror. I hope I was at least able to help." His friend exited the lobby, leaving the detective alone. Horror began to review his notes, trying to find a connection between the three places and what he had learned earlier today. Then he realized that all the clues about this fragrance came from the same thing...

Horror frowned, making a mental note to himself.

"Looks like I'm gonna have to ask Dust to further investigate Lust's death..."