Ninth.

[trustfellows]

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 incredibly likely that the timer does seem to have been turned off, as Jericho had said it would be, because there's no announcement from him to wake you up today – nothing informing you that someone has been dragged out of bed due to random selection, nothing urging you to come to the foyer because there's some sort of problem or "something going on." Of course, you've spent enough time in this place to know that that isn't a guarantee that nothing happened during the night – a lack of incentive doesn't necessarily mean anything in this place, given how many people have ignored them entirely in favor of acting in their own self-interest or desire to escape. So maybe this is a good sign. Maybe it isn't. Anyone exploring this morning will find that there's nothing amiss on most of the floors; it's fairly easy to check the lower ones, after all. The ones up higher, though... Well, maybe there's something waiting for you after all. Explore?

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[heritrix]

A conga line, apparently.

[Which Rin places herself at the end of. Thank heck this is a stairwell, Rideaux, or she wouldn't be able to count everyone ahead of her. Actually if it weren't for the lighter, even then she'd have trouble.]

Is this all of us? I can hear some of the others fussing around ahead.

[evilfrenzy]

Thank you for pointing out the obvious.

[But no, it actually is rather strange, isn't it? A new floor, now of all times?

Rideaux glances up the stairs.]

Just about. It's probably for the best that we are doing this as a group, too... I'm not quite sure what to expect, honestly. Why give us a new floor now?