Lawrence stands on a nearby chair outside of the local barber shop. He wipes away his tears and addresses all that are within shouting range.

"Excuse me!" He shouts. A few turn. Less are interested then he had hoped. He pulls a gun, fires a round into the air, then aims the gun at all of the passerbys.

You will stop and listen or you will die.

I came to these shores in search of my brother, LawrenceTheFishKilla. He was a young man confused in the ways of the fish. He came here looking for sanctuary from the hard seas of the Northeasternwestly NomNomVilleFishFishies. While my brother did no respect fish as he was raised to I refuse to beleive that his death was by his own doing. The second I stepped foot on this land there were men telling me of his fate. Serj_Criminasi was very quick to make sure I knew it was a suicide. I refuse to believe this. I started asking questions.

"How do you know?" "Aren't you a mafioso?" "Doesn't your boss bribe the police?" The more questions I asked the more this guy started sweating. After a few moments he ran away. He either did it or knows something about my poor brothers death. I am here today to ask that all who beleive in justice and truth join me in the search for what really happened to my brother, LawrenceTheFishKilla.

Thank you very much for your time.

Lawrence then pulls the trigger on his pistol. Water flies out. He giggles then says, "We are experts at sound effects as well as fishing."

Sees the gun pointed at him

Well my boy. I am not sure what you think you're doing. But if its attempting to kill myself or others then we have a big problem. I saw your brother in the bottom of a fish tank. 

It looked to me he had blown his brains out and was delivered there. Such a shame since hes from Northeasternwestly NomNomVilleFishFishies, Where ever the fuck that is...

No, today you must go and go back to Northeasternwestly NomNomVilleFishFishies. Maybe there you will learn respect?

SINGERROURKE stood with Mr. Blonde.

Ah i know who killed your brother. I saw the whole thing go down. Ill tell you if you really want to know. It was a bright and shiny morning. The birds were chirpping, The bins were being dipped in, The durdens were traveling to kill us all, and oh wait whats that...

SINGERROURKE takes notice of a newly placed coffee shop.

Oh i think i want some coffee. Ill be back later guys.

Serj hearing his name being spoken in the streets decides to see what all the commotion was, he walks to the sidewalk where LawrenceTheFishSaint is uttering nonsense and rambling

"Yes it is true I told you it was a suicide, I just thought you should know. It was read by me in the obits and in the papers, just because your brother took the cowards way out does not mean you have the right to go around pointing guns at made guys and yelling like a fool!"

Serj looks around at the gathering crowd as he continues

"As for me 'sweating' over you asking me questions? and 'running away' I would hardly see it that way. I simply did not want to waste anymore of my time with you. Any other accusations towards me and you might just end up swimming with those fishes you so highly respect."

I don't know if you're for real or what... Tony pauses and lights up a cigarette.

See, if you understood the principles that WE, me and other people of La Cosa Nostra, lived by you'd understand that we wouldn't tell you who shot your brother anyway. I mean, we're not grasses after all. However, If Serj tells you that your brother suicided then chances are, he put a bullet in his own head. Serj has been inducted as a mademan into a family, Now i know that the family he has been inducted to doesn't take that honour lightly. By becoming made it makes you a man of honour, a man of your word.

Far be it from me to pull rank as a gangster (after all i have none) However, even if Serj was lieing (which i'm not saying he is) why should he tell you, you're a muggy straight. A civilian. No realtion what so ever to this beautiful thing we call La Cosa Nostra.

Use your brain box kid, think about it.

I didnt see anything even if i saw everything.

All of you are speaking to me as if I care about this thing you are referring to as "families." I have no concerns with any of that. I'm just here to find the truth about my brother. My true blood brother. My REAL family.

As unfortunate as the even may or may not have been, i would suggest you be a little more low key with what ever your trying to accomplish here. Just a friendly piece of advice accidents happen everyday here and the world can be a very dangerous place.

All I am seeking is the truth. I knew my brother very well. Unless any of you currently still have his body or can show me where he is burried and give me the name of the doctor who examined him I refuse to let this go. Also, I will go to the police cheif if I continue to be threatened. I have rights! I am a human being!

woo woo woo, i dont think myself or anyone else has threatened you. to go to the cops and to give a false statement would be a very grevious act. we wouldnt want you getting in any legal trouble.

Ok, i killed your brother.

Problem solved and end of discussion.

walks away thinking about what came first....the egg or the chicken.

Stormvind, I appreciate your honesty. I beg you for more answers. Why did you kill him? How did you do it? Was it painless? Did he suffer? Where your actions justified?

How much did you have to pay the doctor to lie about how he died? Who do your work for?

Lawrence, I honestly don't understand the point in your coming out here today. The police report does not lie, your brother put his gun to his own head, and pulled the trigger.

Whether you want to believe it or not, your brother killed himself. I did not know him, but may he Rest in Peace. Can we please just let this pointless topic die now?

Glaurung steps back, taking a puff from his cigar and waiting for a reply.

Lawrence stands in the center of all the people. He holds up a piece of paper and begins to read from it.

I'm here to announce the death of my brother, LawrenceTheFishKilla. He was a proud and honorable man that took his own life. Through vigorous searching I've found the exact reasons for my brother taking his own life. I want to thank everyone who was helpful. To those of you who were a negative influence on my search I'd just like you to mind your own business next time someone comes around asking questions. What if it was your brother? You would expect only kindness and help during your search. Give that to others as well.

Lawrence walks towards the horizon.

He smiles as he watches the sun set.

Glaurung listens, noticing the man had finally come to his senses.

"I'm glad you know now for sure. Though, it's hard for people to "Mind their own business" with you aiming your gun around wildly. It was your brother, so I don't blame you, though I couldn't say it was the smartest choice to make, and it's definately the action I Wouldn't have taken."

"Anyways, I wish you luck, and I'm sorry for your loss."

Glaurung slowly walks back into the dark alley which he emerged from.

SINGERROURKE comes back from the coffee shop with a coffee in his hands.

Alright now where were we? Oh yes i know who killed your brother lawarence. He really didnt commit suicide. I know that the paper says he did but thats not the truth my good man. In fact i have the actual and original police report in my hands and i could show it to you if you would like.

SINGERROURKE stands waiting to see if Lawerence wishes to know the real truth.

I'm sorry to inform you that whatever documents that you hold are incorrect SingerRourke. I do not intend to offend you or slander your name but I do know the truth. I found a hidden document from my brother addressed to me.

SINGERROURKE stands and stares at lawrence.

Lawrence you killed your brother. You framed him and made it look like a suicide. Then you forged a note to make it look like he was wishing you peace in your life. This wasnt the case Lawrence. You were really the killa. Now you have a false sense of who you are and claim that you are a saint. Im sorry it had to come to this. I thought i should tell you instead of it getting out of control.

Lawrence drops to his knees and begins to sob as Singers words peirce his soul. As he cries he stares up at Singer who appears to have wings and a golden aura.

Please have mercy on my soul Singer. I did it because I couldn't take being the second child any more. Everyone loved him and I couldn't take it!

Serj smiles a bit, strikes a match and lights his cigar. Slowly he looks at SINGERROURKE and says.

"Well done my friend the mystery has finally been solved"

Serj then turns his attention to Lawrence

"So you killed your own brother and tried to fram me, nice try punk. The only questioin left is why did you do it?"