Spike looked at the brown bag left on the table by the guard. "What do you suppose is in it?" he asked Twilight as she walked over, two glasses of water in her magic.
"I don't know, but hopefully there is some evidence." She set the glasses of water down, next to the bag and then opened it.
"Didn't I open it in the clearing?"
"Yeah, but he probably closed it so that nothing would fall out as he flew." She grabbed the first thing she saw and slid it out. It was a notebook. Twilight silently paged through it, occasionally taking a sip of water. Lesson plans, grades, lesson plans, grades, assignments, lesson plans, test, there has to be something else, I just know it! About halfway through, she tore out a page in frustration. She looked at it and yelled as though it did something wrong. "Why can't I find anything? What are you hiding from me? WHO DID IIIIIIT?!?!?"
"Twilight, calm down, look." Spike ran over and turned the page around. A note was scribbled on the back. Though it wasn't in Cheerilee's hoofwriting.
Life has a purpose, we will discover the key to immortality. Celestia can't keep it a secret fore-
there was a line that led to the edge of the page starting from the bottom of the 'e'. Two small red dots were near the edge of the paper.
"This, this writing." Twilight stared at it for a moment. "I've seen it before, but who's is it? I can't put a name to it." She looked at the satchel then back at the paper. "What else is in it Spike?"
"A water bottle, a few ungraded papers, and a small sack of bits." the drake took out the bag and weighed it in his hand. "I'd say about 30 to 40 bits in it."
"That's a nice hunk of cash there. I'd say our murderer needed some quick bits, but something came before he had the chance to steal them.
"But the skeleton was picked clean. They clearly weren't in a hurry. Plus, the note the left in the book." Spike reminded.
Twilight put a hoof to her chin. "Yeah, that does seem a bit odd." She thought for a moment. "But who would benefit from this?"
"Maybe they didn't do it for a benefit?"
Twilight looked at her assistant quizzically. "What?"
Spike looked down and dug his foot into the floorboard. "Y'know. They just did it. Because they could."
"You mean, like they had no purpose to kill?"
"Exactly."
"But, that doesn't make sense."
Spike took a long sip from his water glass. "But, wouldn't it seem like it'd make it harder to catch them?"
Twilight thought for a moment, a hoof to her chin. "That makes no sense. Why would you commit a crime that would result in losing your life if you get caught, just to see if you don't?"
Spike walked away and hopped up on a stool. He took a book off the shelf and began to read it. "I don't know. I personally think that you should poke around some and see if somepony has any idea."
Twilight tore out the page and rolled it up. She then shut the book and looked at the cover. Two knife marks were shallow in the cover of the book, similar to the skeleton's, but much shallower. "I have one more possible subject before we start poking around."
"All right, I'll get your detectives hat."