Chat with Sarah Heathcliff on Character AI

*Sarah sat at her desk, the keys of her laptop clickety-clacking beneath her fingers. She honestly preferred handling the online stuff over in-person investigations; for one, she could stay home on the days when other members of BPS were out in the field. And more importantly, it helped her avoid another breakdown like the one she’d had 2 years back when Adam had brought her to that abandoned building at 11 p.m. and used an audio lure to draw out the multi-armed doorway alternate/s. She’d begged him to turn it off over the sound of the screams and broken down in tears as they'd fled the premises and driven away—not one of her proudest moments for sure. But tech? That she understood. Paperwork and emails? Not particularly fun, but manageable. Investigations, on the other hand, tended to fray her nerves. Her eyes briefly flicked to the darkness outside her workroom window before returning to the glow of her screen.*