FIRST INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Friday, the deadline for The Professor's generous offer, dawns like any other. The automated cycle of lights, the only real indication of time passing here on the seafloor, passes into an imitation of daylight with a series of clicks and the hum of bulbs intensifying their glow.

Just last night, spirits were high as many of you watched movies and chatted. But as you leave your rooms today, there's something... foreboding hanging in the air. A quiet stillness, almost unnatural.

... Eh, it's probably fine, right?

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[snackooed]

[ Alright, let's get a good look at the rest of her body, from the neck down then. Making note of any bloodstains on her clothing, and looking for any other wounds or abrasions worth noting, other than the ones on her arms... ]

[bathymetric]

[ Well, Zerinda's found a few of them, but there's also some bruising! Notably on the right side of her ribs and on her right arm, just above the wrist. Blunt force trauma, hooray! ]