FIFTH TRIAL

[stagemanagers]

[The sound of the courtroom doors opening is louder and deeper than the stairwell doors were, as if they understand their dramatic importance.

It's time for yet another trial.

Natalie's podium has joined the other somberly-decorated ones in pretty short order. Unfortunately, the other ones are left entirely as they were - no pillows, food, or coffee provided by the Opera staff. You'll just have to try and make this quick. The Balladeer sounds like he'd like to get this over with as well when he speaks up.]

I'm sorry, Heather. I really didn't think... [He sighs.] Okay, go ahead.

Comments

[dechagny]

Even if that was the case...[Which he hopes it wasn't, no, Natalie no, you called him a friend after all this time-] I don't know...if it would be possible for her to shoot herself given where the wounds were, the hole in the wall, the cushion...

[There's a quiet moment as Raoul considers something dark, and sad, and terrible.]

Could she...have asked someone to kill her?

[trettende]

That could be possible.

But the killer would have known they would die, right? Why not come forward?

[dechagny]

[Raoul shakes his head.] At this point, all I know are speculations.