Caspar stops in front of the closest available terminal. "Thanks," he says as he takes the flashdrive and inserts it into a USB slot. Then he lays a hand on the hard drive and concentrates. The folder containing Harley's photographs opens, as well as a web browser. There is a cycling of images on the screen, but that's more for Harley's benefit than his own. He's searching through the web's virtual database, checking out any online game reference to a wheel, narrowing down the choices, including the creepy doll parameter if it's relevant...
A webpage appears. Caspar blinks and looks at it. There's no sign of the wheel. Or the dolls. Just a disturbing variety of fonts spelling out the title.
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Date: 2018-02-10 07:06 pm (UTC)A webpage appears. Caspar blinks and looks at it. There's no sign of the wheel. Or the dolls. Just a disturbing variety of fonts spelling out the title.
"Trivia Murder Party."