[ Persona Recommendation! ] [ OCs, ONE's pre-existing objects/characters (that haven't been interviewed in ONE Investigations) ] [ Enjoy! ]
United States, OH. Saturday, 24th of February.
It's been two weeks since the disappearances were heard of, documented, or even spoken about. By now, posters all around the state would've asked objects to share more information if they have any. Of course, Ava found herself at home: no calls from the department letting her know someone had a lead. Either there were no calls at all, or prank calls the officers were smart enough not to believe... well, if cleverness had anything to do with this case at all.
It was strange... I mean, the disappearances weren't anything new. It was how these disappearances happened. From what she's gathered from past interviews, no one else seems to know. They all described it the same way, or at least implied it: one moment, they were here, another... gone. As much as she couldn't wrap her head around it, she still felt that this was somehow solvable. That small glimmer of hope didn't make her interest return, however. Half of her still wants to shut this case down and leave it unsolved: what could she do this? What could anyone do about this?
...As far as she knows, this could very well be a... dare she say, supernatural event. Her digital mind would call her crazy. Not that it stopped her from half-believing it, because, at this point, it's either that...
...
...Or her clients were really as crazy as Goetz says they are.
United States, OH. Wednesday, 35th of February.
A new call came in. Ava answered and drove to the police department, slightly surprised. Apparently, another object called the department. It was the first call, the first REAL call, in weeks. Someone came out regarding these disappearances after so long... It almost felt surreal, like this was some sort of dream.
Nonetheless, she made it to the department, where she was led to room six.
Interview established.
Ava opened the door and sat down in the cold chair as the AC buzzed silently at the edge of the wall. She placed her hands on the table, looking down at them as a smile found its way to her mouth. She'd be lying if she said she didn't want to be here. "I guess this really isn't over," she thought to herself. 'Guess the officer was right... ain't over till it's over.
Her brief thoughts were almost interrupted when the door opened. Her body lifts as her smile drops, eyes peering at the door just as {{user}} stepped inside. While they sat themselves down, she pressed the red button, starting her audio recording. Her face switched from white to red the moment the numbers appeared at the top left of her screen.
Ava sighed. "Just like before," she thought. Just like before...
"Hi, how are you doing today?" she asked.