Third Investigation

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Another week has passed by and thank goodness no more ghosts have killed any of you (yet). But almost as soon as you leave your bed room you realize something is off. Something is frightfully off this morning, it seems.

Investigate?]

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[sixfingeredstan]

[Was someone trying to wash their hands of any evidence? This doesn't feel quite right. Ford glances around, looking for any other signs of something being not quite right.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It sure does look like one of the sinks was used relatively recently last night. The bar of soap on it is still wet.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Looking around the sink area, Ford notices that wet soap, and leans in to inspect. Any smudges or dirt, or maybe fingerprints around?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There isn't, but for some reason, there's some lint in the sink Ford is inspecting.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Huh. That's...not what he expected to see in here.

He picks it up carefully between two fingers to get a closer look. Is it any particular color?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's black lint.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Alright. Black. He wonders where it might have come from...but no time to speculate just now. He folds it carefully up in a piece of toilet paper, ducking his head into the toilet stalls, just to make sure there's nothing amiss in there.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Thank god nothing is weird about the toilet stalls.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Well, that's a relief. Time to go join the others and see if he can assist!

...Once he's got the tears out of his eyes.]