Second.

[trustharder]

Friday dawns fairly quietly this week; unlike last week, there's no blood splashed around the hallway, and there's very little that seems amiss at first glance. It's almost enough to make one think that nothing happened last night – that maybe the incentive was ignored, that maybe rational-minded camaraderie may have won out over the desire to escape the Vault. That impression will last you until somebody decides to head upstairs. They won't get past the stairwell without noticing that something is definitely amiss - while there notably does not appear to be a body, that doesn't mean that something isn't there regardless. You might want to check that out. Just saying. >Explore?

Comments

[amygdalae]

[The moment when ICly nobody is going to get it yet.]

This doesn't look like something from around here. [Or at least, within the building.]

[notjustawriter]

....Maybe someone dropped it? It could've come from the vending machine.

conga party to the body tag

[amygdalae]

I suppose, but--

[Bruce decides to look up then, seeing further ahead and--

w e l p.]

[sleepingkogoro]

[ouri approaches, yawning. Well there's something in there, but that is not a dead body.

For that reason he merely shrugs and tries to continue upstairs]

It must have come from the vending machine. A lot of weird stuff comes from there.