FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Well! That's sure something, isn't it? There may or may not be a lot of you excited to get down to business, but Jones does eventually move to collect you all and bring you to the theatre. It's a familiar routine by now, perhaps even comfortingly so given the irregularities of this particular killing.

Two of you gone this week. The elevator is started to feel downright spacious, don't you think?

A shanty, as usual, echoes from the crew of the Dutchman as you enter. The room is the same as it has ever been before you as the elevator settles into position. ]

To yer positions, passengers. Chins up.

[ Three more podiums claimed by the rust and wear.

You have your evidence, and you're going to need it before long. The music outside dies down.

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[bonesorter]

[About that, unfortunately...]

I don't know it's name... I've never been able to learn that, about it.

[Which, in hindsight, it probably prevented out of self-preservation for this exact sort of scenario.]

[scouserer]

Can't we use the bell and ask it? It was forced to listen to Jones when he used it.

[jibunwo]

To what end, exactly?

[Finding his composure, Zero slipped his mask back on.]

It doesn't matter any more now than it did with Allenby, no matter what the spirit said. Vote by title and that will account for both.

[leaveittomother]

So he can try banishing it later for good. Which is utterly foolish. Let's just vote instead of trying to go down this road.

[jibunwo]

Agreed. I don't care to argue on what to do once the spirit is soundly Jack's problem.