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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[goodforsomething]

[You know what, it smells vile in there and Stan needs to step out for a little bit. He feels bad for those investigating in there, but...

...well, maybe there's something useful out here. He'll just go look closer at that blood.]

[trustharder]

[Good call, that's your one piece of evidence out here!

The blood has dripped onto the floor between the arcade and leading to the saunas. There's not a ton of blood here, however.]

[goodforsomething]

[Well, just gonna follow that trail back to the beginning. TO THE ARCADE!]

[trustharder]

[GO STAN GO]