Week 7

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well this is all starting to feel incredibly routine. After being trapped here for a month and a half with no sign of rescue, maybe you have just resigned to the idea that you'll never leave this place and that people will keep dying until none of you're are left.

Truthfully, I can't even pretend to make an optimistic about any of this. it's a dark and horrid world you all live in.

There are no new floors today. It seems you finally have access to the whole mansion.

15 people remain]

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wandering around

[not_over_yet]

Ah, Miss Green! [ It's the smallest resident, looking a mix of relieved and apologetic on catching sight of her. ] Would you happen to have a free moment?

...I will forget the fish exists if I don't see her frequently, and given, er. [ Going into detail on how a child's death has mildly inconvenienced him would be a bit... lets not do that, right, moving on. ] At any rate, I cannot lift a fishbowl. Perhaps you might help me relocate Pinocchio's fish to my rooms...?

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[Oh hey bud]

Uh, sure, yeah. If it'll help keep the little guys safe, I'm down.

[not_over_yet]

Oh, there's just the one... it's not much of a distance either, my rooms are only two doors down from his.

[ He's a bit distracted today, but he does at least remember to motion for Allene to follow him (rather than, say, just wandering off mid-sentence) as he heads back to Pinocchio's old room. ]

Are goldfish supposed to eat anything specific? Miss Hayes never did clarify... I've been giving her bits of whatever I've been eating, but I'm not--results have been hit or miss.