FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Ten deaths have occurred in this mansion, one guest is still completely missing from the mansion with no clue where he is. How many more deaths with occur in this mansion? Will the remaining guests ever know a time when they don't have to worry about someone close to them dying each week?

Nothing seems immediately off, but you should all know by now to never trust Fridays.

Investigate?]

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[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford rolls out of bed with a tight feeling of dread in his stomach. Just about the last thing he wants to do is leave the room he shares with Fiddleford and find that yet another person he’s come to know and care for is gone.

But he must. Come what may, he must. So he does; he yawns, stretches, pulls on his sweater, and heads out into the foyer with his eyes and ears peeled.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[In the very least, there are no bodies in the foyer.]

[kindaruledatit]

[There's something in Wendy's gut that tells her that today isn't going to be great. Could it be the day it is? It's not like they can just tell the time in here, but it has been over a month that they've been stuck here.

Nevertheless, as she's woken up, she starts on her way to the top floor for the sake of checking out the shooting range.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The shooting range is clean, at least, maybe no one took the very obvious bait.]

[terribibble]

[Fiddleford heads to the kitchen first in search of coffee, because coffee is one of the few things keeping him on his feet lately. If there is no body in the kitchen -- and thank goodness there hasn't been lately -- then he'll start making his way up the stairs as well. A bath might be nice.

Is he going to drink his coffee while he is in the bath? Fuck off, he is doing his best.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The kitchen and bathing room is body free, but...]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Jiminy only needs to hear the screams and smell that stench to realize what's happened. He makes it as far as the door before he loses his nerve and starts walking elsewhere. His body moves of its own accord, mind blank. He just can't be near her. Near it.

The second floor seems... safely away from all that hustle and bustle. Maybe there's no blood trails or sinister. open doors over there.

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well, Jiminy, are there any particular rooms you want to investigate?]

[splitaseam]

[Suddenly there’s a deep, evil laugh ringing through the halls.]

Wow I was getting worried that I missed the only double murder here with how depressed you’re getting! That lion and weird kid have been murdered! Have fun finding out who did it!

[grimgrinningghosts]

TOTAL 14/19

Trophy Room 5/7
I can't even joke someone skinned the lion
Who vored Kiara?
She is not a scratching post
That must hurt
Please wear shoes around the glass

Ballroom 6/6
It's fine the piano's friendly
We need to clean up this crime
Wow more glass?
This piano sure is furry
Who scratched the girl
Splintery neck

Bathing Room 2/2
Okay this blood is normal
Sinking the blood ship

Graveyard 0/3

Bedroom Hallway 1/1
Look at all this blood

[kindaruledatit]

[Just casually flips Oogie's voice off. Then goes back to her business.]

Trophy Room

[grimgrinningghosts]

[What did I tell you about not letting Kiara in here?]

[terribibble]

[Well obviously someone did, jeez.

Since Fiddleford is the one who originally uncovered the skin and he honestly doesn't want to find the rest of her, he's just going to very very carefully try and get this half of her out of the pile. How does... uh. How does she look?

That is, was this a sloppy rush job or did whoever do this know their shit when it comes to skinning animals?]

[kindaruledatit]

[They should have listened!!

With Ford leaving to search for the rest of their friend, it seems that Wendy and Fiddleford stayed behind. And while she would love to help investigate the skin of her dead lion friend... she doesn't.

At least until he needs her for something. So, she'll poke around the room instead, scanning the floor for any clues.]

ROOM CLEARED

[grimgrinningghosts]

Ballroom

[grimgrinningghosts]

[What did the piano do to deserve all this?]

[amadeusrockette]

[She's gonna let the adults look at the body, but she's gonna check over the piano and if they tell her to go away she's gonna claim she's the piano expert. Which she is.

Is there anything stuck in it's teeth or marks that don't belong? Anything unusual besides the . . . body inside . . .]

[whistlenotchirp]

[Jiminy can still feel the panic at the edge of his mind, cricket instincts telling him to run, run far away, get away from this horrible terror, save yourself.

But he was a conscience and he couldn't let baser instincts fuel him. He can panic later.

For now? He'll investigate the body.]

ROOM CLEARED

[grimgrinningghosts]

Bathing Room

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Continue to wash those sins.]

[outsidethecircle]

[So, now that she's with Elsa in the bathing room (how scandalous)... Just how bloody is it in here?]

ROOM CLEARED

[grimgrinningghosts]

Graveyard

[grimgrinningghosts]

[What better place for the bodies?]

[toogoodforhim]

[He needs fresh air, he needs... to be far away from everything inside. Kiara was so much more than just an animal, she was his friend, she was someone to hold onto, she was... gone. And Tip had a mother and a little brother who would never see her again, just a couple more on the ever growing list of people to break the worst imaginable news to.

He didn't want to see the bodies, to see what someone had done to his friends. So he staggers out into the graveyard, because inside the mansion he feels like he's drowning.

Is there anything immediately off, like puddles of blood or corpses or even just upturned earth?]

Bedroom Hallway

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Maybe someone called for help again.]

[whistlenotchirp]

[WITH THE FUN CORPSE ANALYSIS DONE, Jiminy needs to get the fuck away from the second floor. Maybe there's someone who needs a helping hand in the hallway. Helping other people distracts from the general emptiness inside.

He's mostly looking down at the carpet, anything catching his eye there?]