FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Friday morning dawns like any other. There's no sharp indicator whether or not you've all managed to avoid this motive - nothing missing returned, or anything like that. You still have the photos of the Ideal Futures that Jack gave you. The hallway outside your rooms is again clear of bodies. The air is still, the ship quiet.

Still, you can't help the feeling that, well... why would this Friday be any different? You've been in this cycle for over a month now, after all. But... only one way to find out!

Comments

[queceracera]

[if we're going to make use of that fun fact from last week i s2g]

[bathymetric]

[ Nothing so egregious as that! But there are signs of someone quickly looking for something in here, namely in all the bottles of essential oils. ]

[queceracera]

[oh well. that's good - no, that's bad actually. which smelly oils is scott getting all over him this week as he looks them over?]

[bathymetric]

[ If Scott gets any of the oils on him from the closed bottles that's on him, man.

Anyway, one of them is missing. ]

[queceracera]

[it's funnier to me, the player, to be as suspicious as possible so scott is getting smelly oil on him

which bottle's missing? he does remember what bottles were in here last week, at least.]

[bathymetric]

[ Looks like the bottle of wintergreen. ]

[queceracera]

[minty fresh! love that for us, as a cast.]