Eighth.

[trustharder]

Seven in the morning comes and goes as it always does – namely, loudly and a little obnoxiously, given the usual blaring of the klaxons. Today marks almost a full eight weeks since the Survivors awakened in the Vault; more than enough time for people to get used to how things tend to work around here on Fridays, and yet not so long that there isn't any hope that maybe (maybe) this Friday will be better. The first-floor corridor is generally quiet, in that it's free of blood; however, there are some scattered books in the hallway, near the library. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it isn't. It might be good to make sure, though, right? >Explore?

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LIBRARY

[trustharder]

Re: LIBRARY

[sleepingkogoro]

[So it was decided Gabriel was going to be brought here, wasn't he? This is not a murder, but there's no time to relax. It is time to do detective job.

For the first time in two months Mouri is going to talk to a witness. After Gabriel gets comfortable - as comfortable as one can be after almost being murdered - Mouri will sit and try to start an interview]

Knight-san, please tell us everything you remember from the moment you arrived to the Library.

[notjustawriter]

Unfortunately, I don't remember much.

I was in the room, readin', because the library is quiet, and then the next thing I know, I've apparently been knocked out and y'all are standing around me thinking I've died.

[Testimony seems like it's not going to get very far. Maybe you should try something else?]

[sleepingkogoro]

[Hm. Well that was not very useful. There weren't really that many hopes, if Mouri had to be honest. Strangling someone with an object makes the person be on the back, but it was worth a try.

May as well go into a different direction]

Could you please check your pockets? It is a long shot, but try to see if you have anything you didn't have before.

[Looking for clues regarding a framing attempt or something, Mouri supposes]

[notjustawriter]

[He does so.

There's nothing unusual in them.]

Just my notebook and key.

[sleepingkogoro]

[No idea what happened, no objects...the detective's manual doesn't really give many instructions. The last basic question would be if Gabriel knew who would try to kill him, but that would be 'everyone'. That is how the Vault was like]

One last question, if you don't mind:

Does anything about the Library look different from when you arrived?

[Leaving aside, um, the mess of books outside because that is quite obvious]

[notjustawriter]

[He glances around, frowning.]

I'm sorry, I don't really remember what the room looked like before.

INVESTIGATION TIME

[sleepingkogoro]

Alright, thank you, Knight-san. Please rest.

[This interrogation was a bust. It's hard to work when the witness doesn't remember anything, but...hm...

Mouri will start looking for any places the killer-to-be could hide in]

[trustharder]

[The library seems to be largely untouched, outside of the books that were knocked into the hallway and the...everything that happened with Gabriel himself; it's possible for someone to have concealed themselves between the shelves or behind the door, but difficult to discern whether someone actually did so.]

[isafraid]

You can hardly blame us for it. [They've been finding bodies in odd places for weeks now, how else would they really react to this?

It's nonsense, mad!]

[goodforsomething]

[Someone's GONNA be dead if you put Stan's old man heart through any more emotional whiplash, holy Moses in a bucket

But okay, Gabe's fine and Bruce is gonna look after him. Great. Seemed like he didn't remember what exactly happened though, and even if there's no mass executions to avoid here, Stan would really like to know. He moves over to the chair Gabriel was sitting it, looking on the ground around it. Any handy strangling tools or anything?]

[trustharder]

[No handy strangling tools, but that doesn't mean there's nothing there.

Namely, there's a throwing knife on the floor near the chair.]

[goodforsomething]

[That is...okay. Stan leans down to look - is there blood on it?]

[trustharder]

[There is not!]

[goodforsomething]

[AWESOME you know me and verifying blood. Stan picks it up, holding it up for the others in the room to see.]

Hey Gabe, is this yours?

[notjustawriter]

[He looks at the knife for a long moment.]

Nope, I've never gotten anything like that out of the vending machine.

[goodforsomething]

Someone else must've dropped it.

[Though, as they've covered before, vending machine evidence doesn't really...help with identifying people much.

Stan rises, still holding the knife, to scan the rest of the area. Did they drop anything anywhere else?]

[amygdalae]

[WELL GUESS THEY'RE JUST DOING IT IN HERE... at least not everyone is crowding around Gabriel.

Bruce goes off for a bit to get Gabriel some water while Mouri questions him, returning soon enough with that and some Advil in case he needs it. He passes the water over and keeps the Advil in hand.]

Here, drink this.

[notjustawriter]

Thanks.

[He'll definitely take the water, at least.]

I wish I could remember more about what happened.

[amygdalae]

[Please drink, Gabriel. It'll probably do you some good.]

What matters most is that you're alive. [...] But we should look into exactly what happened to you.

[A hesitant pause.]

Do you mind if I check you for injuries?

[You know, besides the obvious one on his neck. Which he'll totally look at too, of course.]

[notjustawriter]

Not at all. Take a look.

[A cursory glance will make it obvious that the most important injury is the bruise around his neck. He appears otherwise uninjured.]

[amygdalae]

[That makes it easier, at least. Thank god for no more head injuries.

With a murmured apology Bruce comes in close in order to more closely study the ligature marks around his neck. Just how bad are these marks, and is the imprint deep enough that he could get a sense of the item used in this... incident?]

[notjustawriter]

[The bruise is pretty nasty looking, like it's going o be sore for a while, but it's not anything that'll cause long lasting damage.

But the bruise is distinct enough to cause a specific mark; it resembles the chain of the talisman around his neck.]

[amygdalae]

[At least that very quickly narrows down what could have been used, especially since Bruce had held it for a while himself at one point.]

...I'm sorry, but do you mind if you take off your tailsman for a bit?

AREA CLEAR

[trustharder]