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]

[Stan sighs heavily. After the shitshow of Megumi's death, he's not quite so eager to leap to revenge either. Besides, he likes everyone at this point, it's gonna suck to watch them die.]

Yeeeeeah...they knew what they were doin'. It's us against them now. Even if it shouldn't be.

[They all know who here really needs to die.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Right? But... she can't have reservations herself, since last week went so well when that happened. Even if it hurts, she's gotta push for the truth, even if it might be someone she really doesn't want it to be.]

I had the idea that whoever gets away with this might have the chance to meet the Kingmaker. [...] So if they did that, then they could kill him, too, maybe. Even if the rules say we need permission.

[goodforsomething]

That'll be a nice thought to die with if we fuck up.

[He's not desperate enough yet to willingly let someone win on the off-chance they'll get the guy.]