Sixth.

[trustharder]

Friday morning dawns in much the same way it usually does in this place: with klaxons blaring and a sense of unease settling over the Vault. As much as people put their best efforts toward trying to discourage anything from happening on Thursday nights with parties and get-togethers, Fridays really don't have a good track record around here. But initially, things actually seem rather quiet; the first and second floors are remarkably free of blood and corpses today. Unfortunately, the third floor might not have fared so well. >Explore?

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[sleepingkogoro]

[Mouri returns from his short expedition to the laundry rooms and to Aqua's room. It was fruitful, the default outfit was found, so may as well check one last thing, as improbable as that is.

When the blood was wiped, were there any fibers left behind? Or...anything that could indicate the material that was used for that?]

[trustharder]

[No fibers, unfortunately, and whomever did this looks like they did a decent job cleaning up. Sorry about that.]