Fifth Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You wake up and find out that your bff necklace from Randy in pieces. Any relief that might have come from the loss of this painful gift is overshadowed by a simple fact: someone is probably dead now.

There’s no point trying to be optimistic. At this point you’re probably well aware that nothing good could possibly happen on a Friday.

Do you want to investigate?]

Comments

[hasit]

[Another Friday, another moment immediately after waking where Leia is certain that something's gone wrong. She tosses the pieces of that damn necklace away and wrenches herself out of bed, heading out toward the foyer tentatively.]

[astronomics]

[ Well this sucks, uh. Time to head up towards the second floor and look around where last week's hellscape was? ]

[angelgoatdemon]

[Time to check out the third floor foyer, nearest to the medbay. Maybe he should grab some coffee soon.]

[downtonabbeast]

[Beast, a chirping Monsieur Les Gros Yeux in tow, makes his way to the kitchen. Much like everyone else in this house he desperately needs coffee.]

[not_over_yet]

[ Gonna head to the kitchen through the projector room. He'll do a more thorough sweep of things after he gets some kinda food. ]

[rech]

[Randy lets out a small sigh.]

Did everyone hate my gift that much?

Library

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Somewhere Belle cries in horror.]

Wax Museum

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Why would anyone hurt these poor creatures?]

Casino

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Someone's dead time to gamble.]