Yeah, this thing just became more interesting. Sad that it happened because of the harm inflicted at fellow writer, but... such official meetings aren’t my favorite. This dress code, weak alcohol... Still, I wanted to go there. It’s a rare opportunity to meet other writers face to face... sort of.

I went outside from the toilet. The investigation continued and – as expected – some figures were throwing accusations at one another. I sighed and thought about who was behind all of this. I went to the figure that was standing alone.

”And that had to happen at our meeting...”, I stated. ”Right, Wertyda?”

”Who’d do such horrible thing?”, polar bear asked.

”Someone that had not the best relation with Dead. That’s obvious.”

”But... who?”

”Wish I knew”, I shrugged. ”I’m still relatively new to all of this, so I don’t know all relations that are here. This figure must had a reason for such assault.”

”Maybe it was jealous because of better skill at writing?”

”Or probably because of some broken relationship. There’s plethora of potential reasons why this happened.”

”Yeah...”, the bear sighed.

”I certainly didn’t do it. I had no reason to send Dead to hospital or... to the dead.”

”Are jokes like this appropriate in this situation?”

”Everyone has their own way where they cope with such events. I know – etiquette and so on... but that helps with reducing the stress.”

”And what about other ways?”

”I can look for them.”

I left Wertyda and started my search for something that will be helpful to me. Wine is not an option – any liquor that has color produces worst hangovers. So – as I used this situation as distraction – I grabbed something without color and more power. Hope this case will be solved quickly.