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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[pokexplorer]

[After hearing the announcement, Colress appears at the scene where the most people seem to be gathered to have a look at what they're dealing with. (Obviously, something that no one wants to deal with, and yet every Friday...)

He has his labcoat obscuring his mouth as he enters, and just...momentarily stares at what he discovers.]

This is...awful.

[Obvious statement of course, but...how the heck was this even pulled off? That's what gets him.

Well...better get to investigating.]