# MuSR / 

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{"choices":"['Bryan', 'Everett']","narrative":"In the picturesque world of paragliding, hidden secrets tumble as Detective Winston investigates the brutal hatchet murder of Travis, with only Bryan and Everett in the center of the storm.\n\nRubbing the backside of his eyes, Winston slowly navigated the case photos scattered across his desk. A paragliding site, bloody and as wide open as the sea, was the setting for Travis's murder. Bryan, known more for his cooking than as a suspect, stepped into the limelight of Winston's investigation. \n\nIt did not go unnoticed that Bryan would carry a hatchet on him for his job; the tool in hand was a common sight that everyone had become accustomed to. Par for the course, it was largely ignored when Bryan was seen sharpening his utensil before the incident; a hatchet taught to kiss the air during Bryan's past hatchet throwing competitions. \n\nTravis was a known occurence on the local gliding scene. Bryan was his assistant, charged with food and drinks, presumably there to manage as the paragliders soared high above.\n\n\"So, you're always left to care for the gliders' needs during the flights, huh?\" Winston asked, making sure to keep his tone casual as they approached Bryan, who was preparing a meal.\n\n\"Yeah, been doing it for a while now. Help 'em grab a bite at the end of their flight, you know?\" Bryan mentioned, chopping some tough ingredients with his hatchet. From his posture and technique, it was clear he knew his way around such a tool.\n\n\"The same way you've been helping yourself to the petty cash, I see,\" Winston casually remarked, causing Bryan to stumble a bit, resulting in him nicking his finger slightly.\n\n\"No, that's not...\" Bryan lapsed before continuing, his hands trembling. He seemed to be genuinely frightened of the possibility of going to jail.\n\n\"Travis didn't seem to think so,\" Winston subtly pointed out, before changing the topic. \"How'd you feel about his pranks?\"\n\nBryan's grip on his hatchet tightened, \"He's... been a real handful. Those weren’t just pranks, he's been doing everything in his power to make a fool out of me.\"\n\n\"I suppose you were near the gliding site before the incident happened?\" Bryan nodded, confirming that he indeed was, \"Yeah, I was there prepping up the food and drinks we're serving today.\"\n\nIn the pink-tinged evening light, Winston walked back from the crime scene towards his car. Whispers of unfriendly pranks, public humiliation, and petty thefts filled the air. Across his mind slipped an image of Travis, alone, soaring in the air.\n\nDetective Winston sat back in his chair, brows furrowed as he perused the pile of evidence on the sturdy wooden table. He meticulously studied the hapless victim - Travis, a man recently celebrated for his acrobatic skills on a paraglider, a man whose life was cut short at a paragliding site with a hatchet.\n\nHis suspect was intriguing, to say the least. Everett he was known as, a bright-faced man whose talent lay in the realm of woodworking methods. Interestingly, a majority of his time was dedicated to curating displays of impeccable craftsmanship at the local woodworking museum.\n\nUpon arriving at the museum, Winston took a mental note of the serene aura surrounding Everett. His hands, worn from years of delicate crafting, fondly caressed the various tools in his personal collection. Quiet admiration sparked in his eyes as he studied each piece. The hatchet, which was the murder weapon, had been sourced from this same collection.\n\nEverett had a dubious past, considering he had been privy to the office that housed a drawer filled with FFID cards, each bearing a different alias. The coincidental catalog of names was a matching list to Everett's known aliases.\n\nIn a room full of bustling conference attendees, Fraser, a local woodworker, casually recollected an incident about an 'Edward' who introduced himself during a conversation at a conference. This character sketch fit Everett impeccably. Yet another time, Winston learned, Everett introduced himself as 'Eric' within a gathering of familiar faces.\n\nHis evenly-toned voice was lit with envy as he recalled the numerous paragliding events where he would always find himself under the grand shadow of the deceased Travis. This bitterness was further accentuated by a recent event where Travis triumphed over Everett for a highly acclaimed paragliding award.\n\n\"Do you do much woodworking yourself?\" Winston asked.\n\nEverett's eyes softened, his hands gripped tighter around the intricate carving in his hand. \"Yes, indeed,\" he replied. \"It's the one thing that brings me peace...\"\n\nParallel to the photo of Travis, paragliding expert propelled to international fame, an unsigned artisan found solace in chipping away at blocks of wood, longing for the same acclaim.","question":"Who is the most likely murderer?"}

Source: https://zayne-sprague.github.io/MuSR/

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