Cheap Gothic Soap Opera, Part 83

Richard Woodson arrived later that evening and strolled in through the front door:
"Wi--sister? Sister? Are you home? I made you a picture of me and a bought some flowers...because, I love you, in a sibling sort of way"
He stepped through the threshold and suddenly, without warning, stood stock still, raising his nose in the direction of the drawing room and sniffing frantically in the general direction of the air.
He stood there for at least five minutes, narrowing down the smells with this highly evolved olfactory senses, "Porcupine...no...corpuscle...err...whale....no, dolphin...no, marlin...., no....B...b...Buck Satlin!?" he fumed and flamed at once
Elizabeth was outside, walking down the path talking to her self, "dally-day oh dally-day...hi hi hah ho hi hay...stop! No, you stop! Oh, how I would like a husband... but more educated and charming, not like Bob, more like Mr. Woodson..hiiii!!! charming!.... hii hii ha ha hoooo....yes, hi hi ha ho hi day... bliii bliii no! I will not put up hiiiiii with you any more! hi ho hai hay..." she presently appeared appeared at the door way,
"Why, fath--uncle, uncle, it is only the smell of anchovies" she swooned
"No...no my little sweet darling love...niece, it is the smell...of sardines..." he murmured decadently, his upper lip twisting in twain and his left eye lid twitching frantically.
Sniffing and breathing heavily into the kitchen, Richard crawled out of the room, clearly enjoying the aromas of the carpet.

Sturgy walked in and saw Elizabeth writing something on her arm...in red...blood.
"Elizabeth! Are you carving Buck's name into your flesh again?" asked Sturgy, a bit ticked off.
"Yeeehhsss Mrs. Parentless."
"Listen Elizabeth, you can't see Buck, you just can't! He's crazy, and no fit for a healthy girl like you!"
"You don't know Buck, Sturgy! And...and you just want him for yourself so now I want him!"
"What do you have in your hand?"
"Nufing!"
"What is it!?"
"Nufing!"
"Give it to me!"
Sturgy grabbed the paper note from Elizabeth's hard-boiled hands. It read:
"How to Kill all of the woodsons Family peoples--
1. Go to the cars
2. Take out brake things
3. Kill them with knife
by Buck Satin

"What could this mean?" asked Sturgy, "We don't know any Buck 'Satin.' Elizabeth, where did you get this?"
"From Buck's pants."
"But why would Buck Satlin have something from Buck Satin? There's obviously no connection. Well, I suppose we might as well throw this in the fire and forget about it for good!"

(OP: Ben, March 26 2008)