"I swear, I didn't mean to kill her," Jena said. "If she died, I wouldn't be able to get any information out of her. But she attacked me. I... I was a little scared..."
"During the last class movie week gathering, I warned you, miss. Watch fewer horror movies. They can lead to some rather unpleasant associations at times," Schiller said calmly from across from her.
"Wait," Victor interrupted them. He pressed a hand to his forehead, then said, "So you were the one who did it. And you already knew it was her?"
Jena and Schiller nodded together. Victor pursed his lips and looked at Schiller. "And you still wanted to frame me?!"
"That wasn't framing, or why would I provide you with an alibi? I merely hoped you wouldn't say anything foolish in front of Gordon." Schiller sighed.
"But you misled me!" Victor stood up, somewhat angry. "You told me this was one of those traditional murder cases, where the killer was trying to convey some kind of meaning..."
"Of course it was." Schiller crossed one leg over the other. "Otherwise, why would our dear miss run all the way to a distant neighborhood and let out a howl after committing the crime?"
Victor looked at Jena again.
"I knew the professor would come," Jena said awkwardly. "This crime scene might fool the police, but not him. I needed him to cover for me, but there had to be a reason for it. I have to thank you for that, Professor Freeze. You gave me the inspiration."
"Me?" Victor said incredulously.
"'The Hound of the Baskervilles,'" Jena said. "The original The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes described that demon hound's howl. I imitated it on purpose. Combined with the traces inside the carriage, it would be easy for people