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?

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[spiritform]

[Unlike most days, today Milla starts her day with a quick trip to the library on a quick mission. Anything off in here?]

[bloodbiter]

[Adelina heads into the bar to make sure nothing happened there during the night - is there anything there or on the way?]

[evilfrenzy]

[Oh boy, so glad to be wearing shoes.

Rideaux's going to head to the second floor toward the infirmary to check on inventory this morning. Anything weird going on on the way there/in there?]

[destage]

[Alright, Sayaka's admittedly gonna be heading up toward the game room today to check some shit on out. How it doin']

[firstaid]

[Well, that's nice the first floor is clear. Perhaps that instills a bit of hope into some people. So let's go to the sewing room as long as nothing is amiss in the stairwell or along the way.]

[trustfellows]

[There is not! You're clear in here, Milla.]

[brandnewday]

[It's all about that game room! She has to find something to do before she loses her mind.]

[trustfellows]

[Oh, boy, is there stuff amiss in here. That said, the something does not seem to be a corpse, though you're welcome to stay in here until investigation starts and we'll get you a top-level up, if you'd like!]

[bloodisthicker]

[good thing he's wearing shoes. like, he sure isn't as put together as usually today, but he's wearing shoes.

you know what. let's go to the infirmary. is there a corpse in the infirmary.]

[spiritform]

[She'll head out through the conference room-- nothing in here either?]

[bloodbiter]

[one fear

She'll definitely hang out in here until the investigation, though.]

[trustfellows]

[Game room is clear! You will have noticed some stuff in the stairwell on the way there, though, so uh. There's that as well.]

[trustfellows]

[Game room is clear! You will have noticed some stuff in the stairwell on the way there, though, so uh. There's that as well.]

[trustfellows]

[Well.

There is, in fact, the incredibly heady scent of blood and other viscera even before you get that far, and it's definitely in the direction of the infirmary.

So there's that.]

[trustfellows]

[About the infirmary.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ urgh, this morning... Infirmary it is. Almost sleepily, Alex goes for a nice morning dose of painkillers.

(And yes, she is wearing shoes.) ]

[trustfellows]

[Given the setup of this place, you won't get that far.]

[trustfellows]

[Yeah, about that.]

[firstaid]

[Oh well... um...

...one fear and yes she's wearing shoes.

Well, she'll let the boys go first because this is giving her chills.]

[evilfrenzy]

[..........well, okay then. Nothing unfamiliar to him, but alarming nevertheless.

He'll press on though. Is there anything outside the infirmary, or will he be able to carefully enter?]

[trustfellows]

[Not in there, no. In the hallway, though...]

[bloodisthicker]

...oh, for the love of...

[he sighs, takes a deep breath, and keeps going.

...not before he looks around to see if any Teens are heading in this direction though because holy shit]

[trustfellows]

[We've also had some...noticeable things in the stairwell to get there, I just. Can't read or process information - basically, though, THERE IS A LOT WRONG HERE.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ hey dude one teen here ]

What...the hell, that isn't what I think it is, is it? [ She puts a hand over her nose and mouth. ]

[destage]

[...oh lord, she's uh. Gonna be following that on down, then!!]