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

[capreelcious]

Well, you could've acted like you were in distress? Also not many people are gonna take a skull crack to the head that well- if it hits you in the back, you stumble forward.

...Did you lock him in with the chair?

[pairtner]

Is there any proof on that chair of when he was "locked in"?

[Is there?]

[capreelcious]

There was blood on it. His blood.

[ ...If she was small enough to avoid the tripwire, and the chair blocked the door... no windows... ]

Were you in there the whole time? When we were investigating?

[pairtner]

...fact: I arrived to Dandy's scene fifteen minutes after he was discovered.

[In other words, not the whole time, but...she sure could have been there for a whiiiile, waiting for the right chance to escape]

[capreelcious]

Well, that's 15 minutes you were stuck spending with us until you could escape without being seen, huh, Koi Fish?

[ Oh, he's mad. ]