Didn't we just do this last week?

[perpend]

[It's starting to look like this is going to be a weekly occurrence.

Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]

Stay strong.
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.

Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]

Comments

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Too many kinds of vampires... B-but at least Ken didn't threaten anyone.

[ninehundredlives]

No...he seemed okay, really. I didn't talk to him much.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Me neither, but... [She smiles, just a little.] We talked about books. We were going to get others together who liked to, have a little...mini-book club, without the reading. Oh, God, he would've loved that library.

[ninehundredlives]

That's funny...we talked about books too. That one he got out of the machine.

Whatever species he was, I don't think he was a monster.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Me neither. I would've...really liked getting to know him better.

[...]

Do you like books? [You know. In his memory.]

[ninehundredlives]

...yeah. I do. I like mysteries.

[Not so fond of them lately though.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

Me too. In stories, obviously. They're...hard to write...but I really like reading them. Puzzling through.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. Yeah, I like that.

I am glad we got a library. Even though it's not as useful as it could be.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

With not enough books on...anything, or any we recognize. It's...nice to just feel a book in my hands, though.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. I was about to go mad that first week. There wasn't anything to do in here.

[Not that she's really the queen of productivity anyway, but it's different not even having any options.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

...Think he'll open up a new one this week?

[ninehundredlives]

Probably.


...I wonder how many there are?

[hashtagafreakingghost]

I...don't know... Maybe enough for for everyone to...you know, go through trial and execution.

[What a morbid thought.]

[ninehundredlives]

That would be a lot of floors.

He probably figures we'll get a trial wrong sooner or later. Or he'll just get bored and kill us all.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

I don't know if that'll be better or worse... Or maybe when we unlock all of the floors, we... [A dry laugh.] We win.

[ninehundredlives]

The only way we win is by taking that bastard out.

[The Conductor, obviously.]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

But we have no idea how to even do that.

[ninehundredlives]

We'll figure it out. Sooner or later, people always make mistakes.