FOURTH INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Friday morning and, well, you all wake up hungry, I'm sure. Even the vending machine isn't dropping food anymore, apart from sticks of butter, and one cannot live on that for very long. Another week has passed on this ship, and despite the fun communal activity of Accidentally Summoning Calypso, Goddess of the Sea last night, there's a tension in the air that cannot be dispelled or explained by the presence of some supernatural entity.

But hey, relax! The hallway outside your rooms is clear, at least! Most of you are around! And look, there's breakfast in the good ol' Jimmy Buffet!

... Wait, breakfast in the buffet? But that would mean...

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[sivard]

[So once again Zaveid can't really help with the... bodies. But he does want to look and see what's going on with the rest of the room.]

[bathymetric]

[ For one thing, there are some large blade marks on the walls here and there. ]

[sivard]

[...well that's a thing. Can he tell about how high up they are? And how deep?]

[bathymetric]

[ Decently deep? And mostly around chest height on your average person - they're a little too scattered to tell too much accurately. ]

[sivard]

[Welp.

That doesn't help rule anything out. Anything else off about the blade marks?]

[bathymetric]

[ Not really. There are, however, a bunch of chairs and the like knocked over in a path leading to the bowling alley. ]

[sivard]

[...yeah this whole day has been massively unholy.]