WEEK 8 - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (8)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 6:00 AM, a melancholy little song plays, a woman singing her heart out on piano. It's actually rather quiet this time, only reaching crescendos on especially high notes — enough to wake you up, though. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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art storage, 8ish

[todorable]

[how is there seriously no body by now. not that he wants to find one... anyway, he'll pop into the art storage, in case someone was hidden in a giant vase or brained with a statue or something, who even knows at this point]

[al2955]

[Nothing stands out at first glance. The dust around the clay area of the room looks like it's been disturbed though.]

[todorable]

[huh... He takes a closer look, lighting it up with his phone if it's too dark to see clearly]

[al2955]

[It looks like everything's in place. However, if he looks carefully, he'll see that the clay shaping wire is crusted slightly with blood.]

[todorable]

[That's not distressing at all... He'll take another, closer look, looking for other blood smudges or anything else that seems notable or out of place; it's been some weeks since he's spent any time in here but what the hey.

On the way out, he'll check the dry storage as well, since he's gotta walk through it to leave anyway]

[al2955]

[Doesn't look like anything else stands out!]

[todorable]

[great

now to head back to his room where surely nothing terrible has just happened at all]