It was a hot rainy morning when I slumped out of bed... A stone cold, never miss a beat, detective with one thing on my mind. Evenfall. It was the last submission to a jam I had no time for, but for the sake of justice id make this exception. As stumbled out of the cold dark corner of my quarters, I grabbed a cigarette and swig of gin and snapped on both studio monitors to a buzz. "huh, it seems like that sad sack of a website itch.io is still kicking after all. What a surprise" I thought to myself. I expertly navigated to the Jam page like a bloodhound on the scent of criminal misdeeds. Finally, I was here. The Youtube link in the webpage couldnt have possibly prepared me for the doozy of a case I was about to find myself tangled up in and I suddenly realized.... I am going to need a harder drink for this one.
After unraveling a complicated web of lore, smooth jazz, and a smell that was too good to be true, I found myself falling deeper into a hole of inspiration and ideas, of which none of could match what Id just heard. Expertly crafted piano lazily trotting right from the dive bar down the street (of which i frequented often more and more these days). Soft brush strokes and hi-hat taps trailing closely along just behind any perceivable beat like a toddler following stuck to their moma's side. A stand up freghtless bass so subtly sitting in the back trying to remain sly and out of sight like a purse snatcher blending into a crowd to fade away...
I knew immediately that the killer responsible for this despicable orchestration of a dastardly plot had to be a mastermind in their own right. Fortunately for me I had a lead. It just a crumb left behind, but as a stone cold, never miss a beat, detective I knew one simple fact: Where there are crumbs, there is a trail.
Through all their careful planning, whether unwillingly or by design, a single name appeared on the results page:
BeepoStudios
I throw on my leather duster and favorite dark brimmed hat and decide to take a stroll down the town to have a talk with a few of my sources on any whispers about this 'Beepo' that they may have.
This case won't be as simple as I had initially figured, but, thats the life of a stone cold, never miss a beat, detective like myself. To me, this would be just another day in office, although how correct this assumption was remained to be seen...
Perhaps more is to come.