SIXTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

Alright, same as every week before this - gather at the Vault Door so my Assistant can let you in. And I can start hoping to salvage at least the aquarium.

[ The Assistant, nee Failsafe, stands in her armor at the ready when you arrive, not saying a word and simply unlocking the door and elevator for you to head on down to the trial room. Second verse, same as the first five verses, but a whole lot quieter and a whole lot meaner.

The elevator is a lot emptier now, isn't it? Your number has fallen yet again since the last time you were here. Feels like yesterday, or maybe forever ago? Time's feeling pretty weird right about now, but trial days are for getting locked into the moment. You're here, you're present.

You're running out of allies.

The screens are the same as ever, though, and lower as you enter. ]

I see you haven't decided to continue to increase the number of bodies this week. Perhaps something to be thankful for, in all of this. Hotshot is dead, and the responsibility of finding his killer falls to you. Hopefully this is all old hat to you by now, no?

[The screens rise.

Welcome to your sixth trial. ]

Comments

[mouflon]

There was also dirt tracked into the aquarium. I assume that means the chase moved from the garden to there.

It sounds like whoever was firing the gun was either inexperienced, or not in a controlled state of mind. Whether you're chasing someone or being chased, your fire should be more controlled than what we're hearing about, and being chased alone shouldn't be enough to make someone with combat experience lose their cool.

[bolderfell]

Vincent, at least, was used to combat. Someone wanted to destroy the world he's from. He was part of a group fighting back.

[mouflon]

Doesn't that mean something here doesn't add up, then? His cause of death was a stab wound, and it seems like the weapon that was used was probably improvised. So, who had the gun?