Fourth.

[trustharder]

Friday morning starts as all mornings in the Vault do. The klaxons sound off at seven in the morning; some awaken easily, some don't, but the point remains that for better or worse, everyone has to leave the room they were sleeping in eventually. A few will be spared from the immediate knowledge that something is amiss – those whose rooms are tucked away in the corners of the dorms and don't have a clear view of the hallway may get a few seconds' peace of mind. However, as soon as the main hallway is visible it becomes obvious that something isn't right. It isn't like the first week, where the blood was contained to the far end of the building. This time, the blood starts in the dormitory hallway. It looks like it's starting near one of the dormitory rooms toward the middle of the floor. >Explore?

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[amygdalae]

[...Bruce's blood goes cold the moment he sees the body. Just last night, they had been talking, and the week before they were working in the sewing room together...

It just feels so much more surreal now, this time.

He feels the anger rising, just like before, but he squashes it down and ensures that his voice is steady as he speaks.]

--we've got no time to waste.

[They need to solve this. One way or another.]