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]

[Speedwagon has come to understand this much about the saunas after a few visits in the past few weeks. Thankfully it doesn't look like the wooden ladle will blow his arm off to him.

He'll try to touch this. Is it hot to the touch?]

[trustharder]

[No, but it truly died a hero, given how utterly wrecked it is. Try not to get splinters.]

[isafraid]

[You will be remembered fondly, ladle, but not for too long, because splinters are only slightly worse then being blown up.

It's a fairly important clue, though. The part of the room where you pour water over something hot is where he's investigating next. Does it look like it's been used recently at all?]

[trustharder]

[Actually, no.]

[isafraid]

[Well he was suspicious of that, but it looks like Shirazu didn't come her to let off some steam.

Is there anything else lying around? that isn't a corpse or exploding bits?]