THE LAST WEEK

[bathymetric]

You wake up with Saturday gone, but... not entirely forgotten. In the same way things seem to be breaking down in the facility, things beyond what you know are starting to fail as well. You get flashes of an unfamiliar room, a groggy sense of timelessness... and then you're back to reality in your beds. It's Sunday.

There are no new locations to unlock this week. You actually find yourself down some - Area D has flooded completely, and the groaning on the doors to the other areas indicates that perhaps the flooding won't stop there. Someone, however, seems to have taken all the memorials (except for poor Zelos-David, god rest his soul) and moved them to the Lounge "overnight." There's a handwritten note on top of all of them, which simply reads "Thought you guys would rather have these than not. :)"

While you obviously won't run into Angel anywhere, use of the Ouija or pestering of the new Assistant are still more than permitted! Otherwise get your affairs in order, get ready, and brace for impact, because one way or another? The end is coming.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your final week! Make sure to check in and read up on endgame here, and don't forget to turn in any and all remaining threads you can over here! The final pull for regains will be conducted Wednesday night, and then... well, endgame approaches! Arms and legs inside the vehicle, we're near the end of the ride! You've all gotten so close and done so well! ]

Comments

area c doors

[philoxenia]

... That's really not good at all, is it?

[ Here's Mira, staring at the doors with her arms crossed. But she looks undeniably worried. ]

[bolderfell]

Sure isn't a noise that inspires confidence.

[The material's different and thus so is the sound, but Therion's familiar with the creak and groan of construction under pressure.]

[philoxenia]

Not at all.

[ It's obvious she's pretty wigged out, and she looks to him worriedly. ]

I suppose that means this all really is drawing to a close. At least we have a friend rescuing some items for us....

[bolderfell]

Whoever's looking out for us, they're in trouble, too. If things continue like this...

[...]

Wonder if the staff might be a little more sympathetic now that this is falling apart on all of us. Then again, maybe they'll just abandon ship.

[philoxenia]

I wonder... It would be nice if they could. I wonder if they're just as trapped here as we are.

[ a pause. ]

I wonder if it'll matter, by the end of the week.

[bolderfell]

It'll matter if we can hitch a ride with them. Most people... wouldn't be okay just letting this happen to those they've been feeding and caring for. As prepared as they may have been for the experiment, watching us slowly drown... might feel different.

[...]

Or they could genuinely not care. I'm willing to try a lot at this point.

[philoxenia]

... That's true. [ The whole flooding thing seems pretty unprecedented, after all. ] Appeal to their sentimentality, then. If it means we don't all die... I'm more than willing to try it, too.

[ .... ]

Still... I suppose we really should start moving things out of the other areas.