Fourth.

[trustfellows]

As the fourth week comes to a close and Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it, with the chiming of the clock and the doors to the kitchen unlocking, it seems, for a brief moment, that everything will be normal. For a given degee of "normal", anyway – perhaps some are on edge because there's a definite pattern that's been happening here, but for a few blissful moments, everything seems quiet. It doesn't last long; eventually, Jericho's voice can be heard over the public-address system. He doesn't sound as excitable as usual, though perhaps that can be explained away with the content of his message: "Hey. Just so you know, we've kind of got a problem this morning. Nothing catastrophic or anything, but you might want to get into the foyer so you know what's going on. We'll be waiting." You might want to go.

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[trustbound]

[And not even ten minutes after the incident with Tabby, there's another announcement from Jericho; he doesn't seem back to full tilt yet after that earlier incident, but he does seem to be in a slightly better mood.]

Once again, I've got good news and I've got bad news. The good news is that you guys work fast – your timer has been reset.

Incidentally, that's also the bad news, because you guys now have a small problem on the third floor. Just thought I'd let you know.

[...He may be having issues this morning, but it seems that he's about as tactful as ever. Either way, you at least have some idea of where to go now.

Explore?]

[destage]

What? Already?

[YEAH, GUESS WHO'S RUNNING TO THE THIRD FLOOR. MOST IMPORTANTLY THE BAR. WHAT THE FUCK.]

[trustfellows]

[It seems like the bar is either a very good or a very bad place to start, given what you'll find in there.

It's looks like there's someone in here already, though saying that they're sitting at the bar is a little generous; they aren't sitting so much as they are slumped forward against it. It doesn't look like it was violent, more like they put their head down, but...

Well, there's also the scent of blood in here, and a spreading pool of it building on the floor next to where they're sitting.]

[destage]

[...oh god.

Oh god, this is horrifying--this is horrifying as hell, but she's...gonna walk forward to see who it is. Who the fuck died for our sins today? While she...just...kind of avoids the blood, or tries not to faint.]

[blackmass]

[Jesus literal actual Christ.]

[Alright, Jerry, let's head to the third floor--unless there's blood and kidneys immediately notable (and who knows anymore), he'll check the game room.]

[trustfellows]

[The game room is clear! ...Also there are no noticeable kidneys along the way.]

[blackmass]

[this time]

[firstaid]

[Estelle will check in the billiards room. Anything here?]

[trustfellows]

[The billiards room is clear!]

[chessturner]

[Something about the announcement really irks Kyrie. Not even ten minutes after she died? Jeez, if someone was going to kill all along, then you could have acted a bit sooner, culprit! Tabitha's death was an unnecessary loss of life]

...I'll go take a look what's going on.

[Third floor? Kyrie goes to the billiards room]

[trustfellows]

[The billiards room is clear!]

[sleepytimegal]

No--! [ Is this good news or not? God, Alex takes the stairs two at a time until she reaches the third floor, going for the billiards room. ]

[trustfellows]

[The billiards room is clear!]

[hesperos]

[ Shit. Okay, how is the game room looking? ]

[trustfellows]

[The game room is clear!]

[matchbreaker]

[ Couldn't they time it better? She's running up there to the billiards room. Might as well strike out. ]

[trustfellows]

[The billiards room is clear!]

[brandnewday]

[This is too terrifying. She's not even sure how she's moving so quickly, but Hibiki heads to the Restrooms. That's where it all started last week. Or maybe she needs to throw up.]

[trustfellows]

[...Go be sick in peace, Hibiki, the restrooms are clear.]

[evilfrenzy]

[Um. Holy shit? They barely just dispersed!

Rideaux will start making his way there. If this just happened, is there a chance that he may not immediately be looking at a corpse? Considering Jericho said the timer was reset, maybe not...]

[trustfellows]

[...Thankfully, there isn't any blood or anything on the stairs, nor are there kidneys, so. Small mercies.]

[perpend]

[And off he goes, racing to the game room assuming he isn't stopped in the hall by murder.]

[trustfellows]

[The game room is clear, and the hallways free of murder!]

[heritrix]

[A murder with no planning? Rin's heading up to the bar.]

[trustfellows]

[About that.]