Seventh.

[trustharder]

The klaxons blare out bright and early Friday morning – granted, given the lack of windows in this place, it probably just feels early. Once again, things are quiet on the lower floors – the first-floor hallway isn't covered in blood, there aren't any bodies lying around, and things seem fairly normal to those just leaving their dorms. Of course, that doesn't mean that nothing is wrong; seven weeks in this place have probably taught everyone at least that much. Overall, though, things seem pretty sane until you get to the higher floors – where there are traces of blood on the fifth, in the general direction of the locker room between the saunas. >Explore?

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[isafraid]

[why can't the sauna ever have nice things?

Speedwagon's right behind ya, cherry]

[amygdalae]

[FOLLOWING BEHIND TOO...

Time to brace ourselves, more or less.]

[goodforsomething]

[Shit, is something on fire? It - plus being near the saunas - reminds him uncomfortably of his conversation with Lynne the first week.

Better go check this out, team.]