Fourth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ After the evidence (and what a large batch of evidence it is, this time) has been gathered up, after actually patiently waiting a longer time than usual to make sure everything's been grabbed, the speakers over New Rapture crackle to life. ]

Time's up, everyone. You know where to go.

[ The lower number of bathyspheres, as you descend, is starting to become really notable, isn't it? The descent is the same as ever, lower and lower into the sea. The bioluminescence of those slugs on the ocean floor is almost brighter today, somehow, and some of them have even crawled up the cliff face around you as you pass them.

The dome approaches, slowly as ever, gleaming red in the darkness. The bathyspheres land in a row, doors opening one by one to reveal the familiar sight of the trial room, three more podiums now darkened. ]

Take your places, ladies and gentlemen. You've got a doozy of a situation to discuss. Ass Man and Silver Fox are dead. You know what happens if you can't figure out whodunnit.

[ Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

Content Warning: achilles tendon content, torture

[pairtner]

The slashes onto his tendons would make far more difficult for him to run away, and afterwards he was taken to where he was found, with those wounds still dripping. I found no indications he dragged himself to that position.

From what I can tell, the culprit had him under control since before he was tied up.

[Or at least that's the conclusion she gets to. Walking with those tendons slashed isn't impossible, but it's painful and very awkward with one slashed, and even more with both. As Aiba sees it, Dandy was at the mercy of the killer as soon as that happened]

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan looks like he's about to faint hearing this.]

[fuckingguy]

[ thinking as hard as he can... recalling carrying Jonathan's disassociating ass out of the dark ride... ]

That is what the smear was!