WEEK 7

[bathymetric]

Another Saturday gone and just like that you wake on Sunday, down five of your number. The largest dent taken out of you at once so far - it's surely noticeable, the head count being cut by a third. Almost enough to make you wonder how many of you will even be left by the next motive or two. Surely this isn't a sustainable rate for body counts to increase... right?

There's a new and, it looks like, final wing of the building to explore, bringing everything full circle. Maybe you'll get some more answers to some of the questions and mysteries of this place there - or at least, you can certainly hope for them. Time to turn your investigative eyes towards one last batch of rooms, who knows what you might find?

Angel remains around at night, her appearances much more common now that... well, she's certainly seen a downtick in necessary surveillance work, hasn't she? The app giving you a line to The Professor remains open, and well... whatever's going on with that ouija in the library continues to happen! You're not suffering from a shortage of leads, at least, even as things get more bizarre.

Something's going to have to give here, eventually. Right?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your last player case week! AC is over here, regains as always are over here, and... well, enjoy! After this we get to take our big turn towards the Serious. ]

Comments

[bolderfell]

Haha!

[He grabs it and nyooms ahead to get that passage in the library un-the-hell-locked.]

[hardnosed]

[ Okay, so it's more like she's tossing Angel into the library, but the point stands! Jasper lets her down once they reach their destination with what is intense and controlled gentleness, for Jasper. ]

Go. I'll cover the door.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel nods. ]

Thanks, Jasper.

[ And she runs over to the unlocked passageway! Before heading in, she turns to Therion. ]

And... thank you, too. Thank you to all of you. If I can help you guys at any point from here on out, I will.

[bolderfell]

[He hands over a fake Lego bucket that, instead of plastic bricks, holds two sets of rations, three water bottles, a box of chocolates, and a knife.]

Look out for yourself first.

[...]

Take care, Angel.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She takes it and nods. ]

Right. You too. I'll see you guys again at the end of all of this, okay?

[ And into the crawlspace she goes! You successfully spared Angel! ]