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Is that a dead--

Me?

Why do I have to play the role of corpse?

Ah-ah! Ah, corpses don't text. Commit to the role, bro.

Here is your mock murder case.

You have 10 minutes to complete it while this

tired TA grabs a coffee.

Thanks, Jo. Let's do this.

Uh, beside the body lies a puddle and an… umbrella.

Ah yes, the classic "find the murder weapon" mystery.

Who are you?

Uh, new kid?

More like late kid.

I was a bit tardy because I was traveling with my brother.

I'm Miles.

I'm Billie, Pisces. That's Zane, Virgo.

And Little Miss Libra is--

Macy, I know. I heard you're clever.

Oh, did Jo ask you to join our group?

Well, you could play the role of rookie detective

with a dark back story.

So, the body has a small puncture wound

in the stomach, but there's no murder weapon around.

So how did the victim die?

I have a theory. The puddle did it.

It wasn't the umbrella?

It's not sharp enough.

The puncture wound in the stomach, it's small

and circular. And the info sheet indicates that it's winter,

so theoretically, it's freezing outside.

Perfect icicle weather.

So the killer brought one in and--

Used it to stab the victim, and then left the murder weapon

to simply-- : Melt.

Impressive. And in under ten!

You know, this gave me fun dinner murder mystery vibes.

So, I think you'll love your final assignment.

Create the perfect murder and then solve it.

Oh, and our final grade rests on it.

Well, better hit the library.

Remember the classics: who, why, when, how.

Because together they--

Always tell the story.

Guys, what does "hey" mean, exactly?

Oof, three letters. So much weight. Sunny?

Yeah, we've been texting. One loaded word at a time.

You got this. Besides, there's nothing like a good old

fashioned murder mystery to keep your mind off things.

Macy.

Macy, you coming?

Come on.

Um, is this part of our project?

No. I can't decide which photo to use

for my musical audition headshot.

Everything counts.

I have to be better than Charlie.

She's the biggest theatre kid who ever theatred.

That one.

That hat is a story just waiting to be told.

It has been through a journey. Good taste.

Okay, assignement time.

I found some books on unsolved murders.

Miles, you want to be a forensic detective?

Yeah, I can't wait to solve murders in the real world.

The classroom is so theoretical. What about you, Macy?

Oh, Macy is detective royalty.

Ever heard of the famous Toronto detective William Murdoch?

He's my great-great-great grandfather.

Macy Murdoch, that explains your instincts.

Well, I'm glad that I get to be part

of your group for this project.

Oh, um, I've gotta go. I'll see you guys tomorrow.

Bye!

Hey Zane, vibe check. Is it just me, or have also

noted something between Macy and Miles?

Billie!

Uh, we really should be researching old cases.

He's also so cute, and has great taste in hats.

Right, Zane?

Guys, check out this article.

Kurt?

Our old TA who tried to kill us?

He time traveled to 1910 and stayed there.

And died there, too.

"Acclaimed inventor Kurt Labine mysteriously died last week,

clutching a cryptic note that said,

'he stole the machine.'"

Machine?

He can't be talking about…

We gotta go. Now.

I don't see them, they should be in here.

The blueprints to the time machine are gone.

Kurt must've stolen them when we fought back in 1910.

An unknown number just sent me random coordinates?

Coordinates? To where?

The abandoned maintenance building

on the other side of campus.

No, no, no, wait.

I think we should think logically and…

they're gone.

This is beyond creepy.

It's just car parts. All good.

That sound. It's so familiar.

The time machine. It was upgraded.

Kurt did rebuild it.

Someone must've stolen it and sent me a text to find it.

November 5th, 1910.

Nothing significant in Toronto history.

So maybe someone wants us to go back in time

and find… something?

Who was Kurt referring to in his cryptic note?

We need to know.

I don't know. I don't trust this.

Normally I'd agree, but after what we went through

before with the time machine? Threatening your ancestor?

If someone is messing with my family again,

no way I'm gonna let that happen.

And remember the drill.

No school dances with our ancestors.

Yup.

This is Quantum Uncertainty.

We can posit that this is a future Macy

because you're still clearly alive.

Okay, confusing.

Like this fit.

I smell pine.

And what's this?

"What will this detective do to solve her own murder?"

Someone wanted you to find this and solve the murder

like a game.

That's dark. Who would do this?

Well, it can't be Kurt.

It's not his still, plus he's kind of dead.

No. This is the work of someone more…

sinister.

Look at that wound.

It could be from blunt force trauma, or from this trophy?

Someone's coming.

Our clothes are definitely not giving Fashion Week 1910.

We'd better leave. We cannot get stuck in the past. Let's go!

That was wild, we traveled--

- Miles! - No, like--

Miles!

Hey! I saw you all rush off and I was just

wondering where you…

maybe it was something to do with our project?

No, no, it's, it's not that. It, it was about--

That?

What is that thing?