Fifth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ There's a long while of examination before the Mayor speaks up. There's plenty of evidence to pick up yet again this week, after all. ]

Annnd that's going to do it. Wrap it up and head to the bathyspheres, kids, you've got some business to attend to.

[ The bathyspheres take you all down, down, into the now-familiar dome below the city. The similarly familiar red glow persists until the lights properly turn on - the projection of Fontaine's silhouette is gone, of course, replaced by that same flickering "please stand by" message. But your mayor's voice is still the one that speaks over the increasingly empty circle of podiums. ]

If you somehow need a reminder of why you're here, three of you are dead. Get away with it, killer or killers, and the execution room gets to really work overtime today. But I guess if you wanna live, you should find who murdered three people. Could be important for you guys.

[ Welcome to your fifth trial. ]

You'll be better, you'll be smarter, more grown up and a better daughter or son [afterparty]

[visiblepattern]

[The notes passed under doors and left in the suites are simple ones; just a basic idea of where people will be. Not that one would have to go far to find them.]

We're downstairs in the lobby if you want to join us. You don't have to be alone, but if you would prefer to be it's understandable.

[It doesn't come without any preparations, though; the couches are draped with blankets and pillows and soft things from the department store, there's tea and milk and sugar and honey laid out on trays courtesy of the restaurant. If anyone wants food, Forrest is kind of flitting around the lobby anxiously and obviously wanting something to do; he'll get you something if you ask.

Come if you want to; it's understandable if you don't.]