Mock Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Friday arrives, the deadline to go through with the motive. A motive which will destroy what you love most if no one is murdered. It's enough to make most people at least concerned about the possible outcome.

When everyone wakes up that morning, they'll find that the bedrooms and foyer are clear, so maybe that means that means that no one took the motive? Maybe you can just go back to sleep and forget this whole thing.

However, there are still those sprawling movie sets out there, but maybe we're just being paranoid.

Investigate?]

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Sci Fi Room

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Thank god the alien didn't vore her.]

[stepfordsynthezoid]

[After some time spent carefully shutting off every single emotional output in her entire system, the automaton mechanically begins surveying the scene carefully. What signs of the crime are there to grasp?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Before we get started on that, there might have been something she would have noticed about Gwen's body before she flipped her over.]

[stepfordsynthezoid]

[How curious, the system appears to have been too panicked to process. Let's mentally revisit that information with a more logical framework.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Before she was moved, it looked like Gwen was trying to crawl away from something.]

[stepfordsynthezoid]

[Spooky.

She looks towards the opposite direction of Gwen's feet, trying to figure out what direction she may have been crawling from.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[From the Western Soundstage, it seems.]

[stepfordsynthezoid]

[Is the blood trail coming from Gwen, going along those same lines as the place she was escaping?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Yep!]

[stepfordsynthezoid]

[Hrmmmm.

Back to the body then. Before the automaton rolls Gwen over again, she'll wait for Basil to finish looking at the fibers. Anything else of note, maybe on her stomach or legs?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well there is something else laying near Gwen's body, actually.]

[not_over_yet]

[ First thing Basil does--after getting back onto the floor again--is to glance around and see if there's anything of note nearby...
but there doesn't seem to be much, and somebody seems to be already checking on that, so.

Examining the body it is! ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Any place you'd like to start in particular, Basil?]

[not_over_yet]

[ Is cause of death immediately apparent? ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well she's laying down on her back now, but there seems to be some wounds on her back.]

[not_over_yet]

[ ...Hm. Well that will have to wait a moment, he's gonna need help to roll her over again.

Does she have any defensive wounds? ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well there seems to be something under her fingernails.]

[not_over_yet]

[ What is it? (Also do her nails look like they were damaged, perhaps in a scuffle or otherwise?) ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There's some very minor damage, like she was scratching something.

There's also blood and fibers under her fingernails, however.]

[not_over_yet]

[ What are the fibers like? Color, material (if he can tell), any weird scent to it...? ]

[mister_mystery]

C'mon, Stan. Think. Think, think, think.

[The sci fi room kind of reminds him of his brother, and the hell he put him through for thirty years.

Bad memories aside, Stan remembered Ford bringing a bunch of things with him, such as a Big Damn Space Gun. Maybe there were real weapons hidden around here, hiding in plain sight?

He's moving the props around, searching for something, anything that would help the investigation or break their way out.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There's a blood trail leading out of the room.]

[mister_mystery]

[He's going to follow the trail, careful not to mess with anything else. Does this lead to the Restaurant?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It certainly does!]

ROOM CLEARED

[grimgrinningghosts]