WEEK 6 - Investigation

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (6)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 10:00 AM, a chaotic, dark song plays, more explicitly sinister in tone than previous alarms. As usual, it refuses to stop until you exit your room. The atmosphere seems to change as soon as you open your door, as if you have been left out of something cataclysmic; you feel compelled to explore. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[jackhole]

[ hands on his hips here, he just stares flatly at liz. ]

I've seen more corpses.

[ rhys, come on. but fiona has a point and he just sort of drops his hands and wrings them in his t-shirt, glancing around. ]

Oh, is this one of those clues? Are we finding tracks? Haha, Jack's going to be so--

[ he looked happy for a moment! and then he just looks terrified again and his face goes blank. his eye lights up and he just gets to quietly scanning over the environment. what can he see in the tracks, oh murdership? ]

[brooches]

The flowers? [ Sorry, Liz doesn't know much about the area. She shockingly doesn't find herself here - mainly because of the murder that occurred. Every time a body appears, she tries to avoid the area... it's inevitable that she will fill it with bad memories. ]

I hope it's not a clue. Fiona is right - they're... it's possible that it may just be someone from earlier. But..

[ She's not going to really fight the possibility tat something is there. She waits, hopefully finding where the dirt meets the side of the pavement. Elizabeth stops for a second, crotching down and looking into the line of shrubbery and flowers. ]