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.

Comments

[chessturner]

[Just what she was looking for! Better examine those objects. Anything off about the whiskey or the glass?]

[trustfellows]

[The levels of whiskey in the bottle seem consistent with a glass having been poured out - in other words, there's nothing off about the bottle itself given the fact that there's one glass sitting out, she doesn't seem to have been drinking with anyone.

The glass still has a very, very slight amount of alcohol in it; more like trace amounts than anything. Though there is something slightly off about that, if you want to take a closer look there.]

[chessturner]

[You bet! Let's take a closer look!]

[trustfellows]

[It looks like there's some sort of particles in here that shouldn't be - like something may have been ground up and put in the glass at some point.

Exactly what is kind of a mystery, but there is definitely some weird particle residue happening here. Not a lot, but some.]