First.

[trustwellness]

The past five days have come and gone, though exactly how easily they've done so is debatable; some have been trying to press onward in their optimism and faith that things will get better, while some seem convinced that things will only go downhill from here. However people have chosen to see it, though, clearly this week hasn't been all bad – after all, attempts at encouraging unity among the group seem to have been at least reasonably successful. ...Seem to have been. Friday dawns like the rest of the week before it – the clock chimes the hour at seven, the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock, and the building is quiet. It would seem that maybe the night passed reasonably quietly – were it not for the large red smears on the walls and floor of the southeastern side of the dormitory. It looks like somebody decided to be a damn overachiever and took some initiative of their own. >Explore?

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[trustwellness]

[Probably a good place to be away from people. What will you do now that you're here?]

[matchbreaker]

[ Well there isn't a strong iron scent apparently despite all the red at the end of the hall, but Elda has a strong sense of smell. Does anything smell like chemicals or the like in here? ]

[trustwellness]

[Aside from the chemicals being kept in the storage room, nope!]

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh, well that's good, wouldn't want to overwhelm her senses.

Are all of the basins still there, or is there any sign things have been moved around in a hurry?

(huh the rest of the people seem to be congregating at the sink) ]

[trustwellness]

[All of the basins are still there, yes! It doesn't look like they've been used either.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Huh.

What about those hanging racks, they're all good too? ]

[trustwellness]

[Yep, they're all good!

...Though now that Bruce is examining the uniform, you might notice something else in the sink.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh cool, let's ignore them all (it's way too early in the morning) and look inside! ]

[trustwellness]

[YOU DID IT, ELDA...

You'll find two things at the bottom of the sink - a knife and a scrap of cloth. What do you want to look at first?]

[matchbreaker]

[ THE KNI--

Actually no, the cloth seems more up her alley. ]

[trustwellness]

[It's a scrap of black cloth! It looks like it was torn off of something.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Huh. Anything on it which stands out like some embroidery or button or bloodstain? ]

[trustwellness]

[Nope, unfortunately not! It's just a scrap of black fabric.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Huh.

Well, let's just put that down and look at the knife now ]

[trustwellness]

[It's your typical knife. It certainly looks long and sharp enough to stab someone... but a chip is missing from the blade. It's also been cleaned recently though it's only a little damp and not soaking wet.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Ewww, she doesn't want to touch a wet knife.

Oh well, she'll hold it between two fingers and out from her to examine it... huh...

That sure is broken.

She looks around to see if anyone noticed her, and then look at it again to see if it's a kitchen knife or some other sort of knife.

No one had weapons here, right? ]

[trustwellness]

[It absolutely is one of the knives from the kitchen, good work!]

[matchbreaker]

[ So it appears to be a kitchen knife that was used to stab someone? Not the sort that would be used to hack someone up? ]

[trustwellness]

[It definitely looks better suited to stabbing, yes! As for whether it actually did or not... Well, you guys will have to figure that out during the trial!

Unless you have any other questions, you're all done here!]

[matchbreaker]

[ NOPE, She's good.

wraps the knife in the cloth and puts it in the breast of her sweatervest (unless someone else in the room stops her) ]