FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

Alright, that's quite enough time. Move along towards the trial, if you would all be so kind. You know what's coming.

[ It's routine by now - go to the vault door, get let into the elevator by Angel, head down to the trial room... it's hard not to notice the losses on the ride down by now, though. Your numbers are starting to really dwindle, even if you're often spread out enough not to notice as much normally. The trial room and its podiums, too, seem more than ready and willing to remind you of the same. The red glow of the empty spaces is constant, potentially unnerving. ]

Remember that as there are two victims to consider, up to two votes may be counted at the end of proceedings. As always, I am but a direct address away, however rude you choose to make it.

Find the party or parties responsible for the deaths of your comrades. And to those parties: Good luck.

[ The screens rise!

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[nothingcanstop]

...Were it Ema, then it means we couldn't rely on the grappling hook as vital evidence pointing to the killer.

[mouflon]

That's true. Which means the question changes to whether or not she could have made it.

[reallyhatesharks]

Forensic investigators usually have some kind of low-key hobby, so I guess that's not totally out of the question? Did anyone see her doing something like that?

[bolderfell]

...No. She said... she was really clumsy.

[reallyhatesharks]

... But she's a forensic investigator? [This is genuine confusion.] Wouldn't that be a liability?

[lovelikeyou]

It never was here.

[bolderfell]

Yeah, she never seemed to have a problem using her tools. But she said that--I wouldn't have called her an artist if I could see the things she tried to craft from yarn.

[reallyhatesharks]

I guess that makes sense. You can be good at your job and not great at other things - it's not like everyone has Shelley's confidence in making, uh. Art.

[Not to speak ill of the dead, but.]