Third.

[trustfellows]

The third week in this place has come and gone; it was more peaceful for some of you than others, but given the incentive hanging over everyone's heads since Tuesday, that's quite possibly not saying much. Between the party game and some of the actions you all have been taking this week, though, perhaps you've opened up to one another a bit more than you would have normally; surely that can only be considered a good thing overall. The question remains, though: has it been enough? Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it; the clock chimes, the doors to the kitchen unlock, and there's a heavy silence that's settled over the building. The first floor is even clear of anything that might be immediately amiss, which is possibly a good sign. Granted, you won't know until you search the rest of the building; here's a small hint for you, however, with regards to how today is going to go: You definitely want to be wearing shoes. Explore?

Comments

[heritrix]

[Whoa, how much uniform are we talking here that she can tell it was a shirt? Did it get stuck in the hinges or something?

...also given the gooey weirdness going on in that stall over there, it might be worth asking if it's clean.]

[trustfellows]

[It's a decent amount of fabric, but it's not like, half a shirt or anything. The ripped portion of shirt is clean though!]

[heritrix]

[Noted! She's going to collect that then, and... Well while Milla's fishing something out of the toilet, is it cool to take another look at this stall door really quick? There's something Rin would like the investigate about that.]

[trustfellows]

[Sure thing! What do you want to look at here?]

[heritrix]

[Specifically if it was broken inwards or outwards, if there's anything indicating that.]

[trustfellows]

[Outwards!]

[heritrix]

[Noted! That's all she needs then, thank you.]