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. ]

Comments

[allatonce]

He didn't attack me or anything, he was just squirmy once he figured out "put Rain back in the room" wasn't a game. Same as if you're trying to clip a dog's nails or something and they freak.

[asymptotes]

And yet cats do it so much more often.

[ A light shrug. ]

Dunno. Last thing I want to do is derail the trial with "cat person dog person" discourse. We might never escape it.

[allatonce]

I'd much rather do that than stand around here going in circles, but you know. Here we are.

[asymptotes]

"Here we are" indeed.