Fourth Investigation

[bathymetric]

It's hard to tell that - of if - the motive has passed. The radios are the same, there are no missing powers, the day begins like any other. But there's something heavy hanging over you, the knowledge that, well... it's Friday. And unpleasant things happen in New Rapture on Fridays.

While we would love to say it's remotely quiet and peaceful, we can't. Helios Suites and the grounds around them are body-free, at least, but... there's a series of booming noises coming from somewhere else in New Rapture, echoing through the empty halls.

Looks like the game is afoot, citizens.

Comments

cw: breathing difficulties

[fuckingguy]

[ Anyway, Nandor's finally gotten here, and he's coughing and holding up his sleeve in front of his face as he goes to look into the dark ride! What are we doing in these shadows today, mods? ]

Fucking ride...

[specialyellthing]

Can't ya see in the dark? [thats a vampire thing, right?]

[fuckingguy]

Normally, yes! Right now, I don't know — prrrrobably better than most?

[ but then they step in and the lights are on, so ]

Ah, shit.

[bathymetric]

[ Well, not in the shadows for one! ]