FINAL INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Morning comes on Friday, just like any other.

Or not. You're all still alive. The walls have held. You all have held.

One way or another, this is the last day you're going to be in here. You've spent so long at the whims of the man who owns this place, so long playing along with this game...

Wouldn't it be nice to beat him?

Time to investigate.

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[bogwife]

[Excuse you, breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

But alright, she's collecting the papers and having a peek at them.]

[bathymetric]

[ The first one is a newspaper clipping that appears to have been torn off of a pin of some kind. ]

TEN YEARS LATER, CRUISE SHIP MYSTERY STILL CONFOUNDS

Crowds are gathering in Florida today for the tenth anniversary of what enthusiasts have come to call the “Atlantic Liner Incident,” just one of many mysteries here in the area known as the Bermuda Triangle.

It was just around twilight on the evening of that day ten years ago when an entire sinking ship appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the sea. Definitely not what you expect to see appear on sonar, that’s for sure. When the coast guard did arrive, they found absolutely no souls on board, just a manifest proving that the ship was the nearly-identical twin to a vessel that was currently under construction by the Paradise Liner cruise company, but from a non-existed Atlantic Liner brand. It is also a matter of public record just how damaged almost beyond recognition the ship was, a cause later termed by Coast Guard officials to be “catastrophic engine failure.”

Diving in the area is still prohibited, but it hasn’t stopped conspiracy and supernatural enthusiasts from all over the world from (Cont B6)

[ Page B6 is not there, but! ]

[bogwife]

[So, uh, this all feels very important. A mysteriously appearing boat, an identical boat being built at the same time, some kind of triangle? But really what jumps to her attention-]

What's Florida?

[What's the second one?]

[ladygeryon]

It's one of the regions in America, according to this map. [Nira taps Angel's conspiracy board.] Apparently the Professor did a robbery of some sort off the coast there.

[bogwife]

Weird. Sounds sort of Antivan. [She comes over to Nira and passes her the newspaper clipping.] Do you think he could have stolen a whole boat?

[ladygeryon]

Who knows? [She taps the note Angel wrote.] Though it definitely sounds like he got something from it.

[bogwife]

[She peers at the note, frowning.]

A primary facility?

[ladygeryon]

I'm guessing that's where the fuck the Professor is.

[bogwife]

Oh good. We have a very vague idea of where we need to go to knock his teeth in.

[Zaza isn't a violent woman but Fuck That Guy.]

[bathymetric]

[ This one is a handwritten note in Angel's handwriting. ]

Professor - member of council of five people?
Doctor _______ - Member, handled me when I arrived
Coach _______ - Member
????? - Member
????? - Member
Council runs training school
Top students become agents
Cover company?

[bogwife]

Professor, Doctor, Coach...oh, the Company! [She knows this a tiny bit!!!] Students becoming agents...hm.

[Is there a third page?]

[bathymetric]

[ There is, in fact, one more piece of paper!

It's a chart of the profits made by some kind of nondescript company from 2010-2020. The chart dips way down in 2018, then spikes up higher than ever before by end of year 2020. ]

[bogwife]

[It takes her a second of squinting and using the context clues from the rest of the paper to make sense of what she's seeing.]

Damn. I wish I was making this much selling fake love potions and alcohol. [Is there mayhaps any identifying company names on this chart?]

[bathymetric]

[ Unfortunately, the name of the company seems to have been cut off. But the black hexagon logo might be recognizable! ]

[bogwife]

[...gonna be honest, Zerinda might recognize it but Lynny has a brain made of moldy cheese.

In what way is it recognizable?]

[bathymetric]

[ It's the same as on the non-perishable foods in the kitchen! ]

[bogwife]

[Oh hell yes, she recognizes that! Thanks for the clarification.]

Thanks for the snacks I suppose. [She carefully folds all three papers and slips them into her shoulder bag. Anything else on the table or is she good to move on?]

[bathymetric]

[ Yup! Just one more thing in this room - the closet, actually. ]

[bogwife]

[...welp, if there are any skeletons in here at least it's the necromancer checking it out.

She walks to the closet and very slowly, very carefully opens the door, half-lifting her bag with her other hand to whack anything that might jump out.]

[bathymetric]

[ Nothing in here but us clothes! A fair number of outfits, actually, though you never really saw Angel wearing anything else. Worth noting though is that, included in them, you can see the same weirdly specific set of extra outfits you all got, though a little more worn. ]

[bogwife]

[A h. That tracks. And are they all Angel-sized?]

[bathymetric]

[ Yup! ]

[bogwife]

[With that confirmed, she's going to start pushing past the clothes and searching for anything else that might be in here. Maybe a secret door?]

[bathymetric]

[ No such luck, unfortunately... looks like that's it for this room! Good job! ]