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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[toogoodforhim]

[He did a science. c:]

It's... nothing like soap suds. I could put my arm into it, but when I tried to see if it would go through the other side, the far side was like... A wall.

Plus, you know.

[He's not pointing up but he's going to tilt his chin up.

You know. To the bubble CONTAINING A HUMAN HEAD.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford furrows his brow and pulls the bubble wand out of the bottle, blowing a bubble that, much to his surprise, gets astoundingly large. When he runs out of breath, the bubble detaches from the wand and hangs in front of him.]

This is definitely not normal soap, either way. [He pokes gingerly at it.] There's no way a normal bubble could stay intact that long, or hold such a heavy object inside itself.

[toogoodforhim]

[If this were any other kind of situation the bubbles would kind of be fun.]

I was considering trying to knock it down, to see if there were any clues on her- her head...

Merde...

But now that I know that these bubbles don't break so easily, I'm not entirely sure how.

[sixfingeredstan]

Hmmm.

[Ford seems to consider that, glancing up briefly at Tip's suspended head, and then looking around them at the graves and the ground, looking for anything else that might come in handy in retrieving that sucker...or, of course, more evidence to be found.]