Third.

[trustwellness]

This week has been difficult; between the death of Milla Maxwell and the fact that this motive seems to have hit several people far harder than the last, there's been an unmistakable tension in the air for the past several days. The week is coming to a close; it's been seven days since the last murder. If no one's moved as of this morning, time is becoming incredibly short before everyone's secrets are revealed. Either way, the morning dawns undeterred on Friday; the chimes ring out, signaling the hour, and the first and second floors seem clear. For some of you, that may be enough to ensure that you start your day normally; some of you, however, may wish to be a bit more thorough and check the third floor down, just to make sure everything really is all right. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. You won't know until you look. >Explore?

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[officerwilde]

[Nick will come over to the table to inspect it proper, and a small smile spreads on his face as he picks up one of the cards to inspect it.]

It's called Solitaire, darlin'. And it's not a "pattern", it's a game. It's something you usually play by yourself but it looks like our friend here didn't get to finish it all the way.

[Is there anything off about said game? Anything to note about it?]

[trustwellness]

[Nope, nothing else to note about it! You did good, Nick.]

[officerwilde]

[WELL ALRIGHT THEN don't mind if he just takes that card in his hand and puts it in his pocket for the trial, then.]