Fourth.

[trustmods]

The week has been relatively quiet after the utter debacle that was the previous weekend's trial; access to the fourth floor has generally ensured that no one has any excuse to not keep themselves entertained in one way or another, whether by way of games or by way of copious amounts of alcohol. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that this week's incentive came with a three-day limit this time – something that doesn't seem too geared toward discouraging the pattern that Fridays have fallen into around here. Thankfully, however, there are once again no bodies in the ballroom; it seems everyone has learned a lesson and decided to leave that place alone for the time being. But anybody heading upstairs beyond a certain point is going to have an...interesting time, let's put it that way. >Explore?

Comments

[midnightsea]

[...well then.]

[Does it go out the door and/or down the hallway in a particular direction?]

[trustmods]

[The drips stop before it reaches the door, so there's no way to determine a direction from there. Good thinking though!]

[midnightsea]

[have we done our good job and cleared a whole room today, because jesus h christ that smells awful]

[trustmods]

[YOU'RE NOT DONE YET, GET YOUR ASS BACK IN THE ROOM DIO]

[midnightsea]

[THE ONLY THING KEEPING HIM INVESTIGATING IS THE FACT THAT A FAILED CASE FUCKS HIM OVER TOO]

[GOD.]

[while he's here, let's check the usual medical supplies i guess, is anything missing?]

[trustmods]

[Thankfully the bandages are untouched this time, but there's something else missing...]

[midnightsea]

[DID THOSE FUCKERS STEAL HIS LUNCH]

[okay no, let's just keep looking to see what sticks out. Or doesn't, in this case.]

[trustmods]

[YOUR LUNCH IS FINE, CALM DOWN DIO

If you're checking over those pill bottles, you might notice that a bottle of sedatives is missing.]

[midnightsea]

[...AH. WELL.]

[THAT ANSWERS A FEW QUESTIONS AND RAISES A COUPLE MORE.]

[trustmods]

[DOESN'T IT JUST

There's still one more piece of evidence for you to find, so don't give up yet, Dio!!]

[midnightsea]

[how absolutely dare you make him be a team player]

[FINE]

[since he's gotten this far, he'll just take a careful look around the entire room for anything out of place that isn't a group of people or their super unconscious pal.]

[trustmods]

[Well believe it or not, the infirmary is for people who have been injured and not just for dinner!!

While you're going through things you'll probably notice that there's something off with one of the syringes.]

[midnightsea]

[...well thank god syringes were invented in the mid-1800s so he might actually know one when he saw it]

[How off are we talking?]

[trustmods]

[this is what we get for letting the vampire lawyer investigate things, when will we learn

It's been cleaned recently, you can probably smell the rubbing alcohol.]

[midnightsea]

[look he's trying to be helpful because god forbid one of these assholes outsmart dio goddamned brando]

[be grateful]

[and that's suspicious at least it doesn't smell like that godforsaken perfume]

[trustmods]

[we're all very grateful for your assistance, dio

But thankfully it looks like you're done in here! You can finally leave Perfume Hell.]