[ week one: investigation ]

[murderhost]

INVESTIGATION

On Friday morning, you wake up — groggy and uncertain over when you went to sleep, how you went to sleep, and how you got in your bed. Yet, you are in your bed (unless...?) and there is a sense of foreboding in the air. Some people might notice their roommates are not in their beds. Some people might notice their roommates are still sleeping. Let's hope the ones who aren't there just got up a bit earlier than everyone else and aren't, you know, the victim. Or victims.

But the doors are unlocked now and the house is accessible again. Time to go investigating.

HOW THIS WORKS: Below are top levels for every location in the house. Please reply with your character entering or interacting with the location and the mod journal will reply, sharing details over what your character will find in the location. We'll let everyone in the discord know when all points of interest have been found.

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Comments

[honeytraps]

[We now have an answer to the question "could the oppressive atmosphere in the dining room get any worse?" Yes. It can, and it feels like it's closing in on them and on the table at the center.

And everything...

On...

The table...]

What...? But we were just...talking about love...

[Do you know what happens when you lock your knees for too long? Milly only just catches herself on the back of a dining room chair.

She's close enough to the place settings to see if there's anything else, at least? Yay? (also i don't want this to be a totally useless tag for the mods even if she does kinda look like she's gonna faint)]

[fixtures]

[ Giselle freezes on seeing the display, expression and all. Or perhaps it's more accurate to say that any semblance of expression gets wiped off, completely, coldly blank. She keeps her hands folded neatly in front of her. Takes a slow step towards the table, counting the fingers, like accounting for all the pieces, even with so many already missing.. ]

...........

[ Her chin dips, and she doesn't stray far from Milly, forcing herself to lean closer to the eyeless head, like she's hoping it'll be made of wax. ]

[murderhost]

[ Upon closer inspection, the fingers, it's almost like they're set as appetizers. And the goblets? Those are filled with blood. A lot of blood.

Did someone... drain a body? ... No? ... Yes? Huh.

Anyway, that's all for the dining room. Quick and easy, this one. ]