WEEK 2 INVESTIGATION

[foundationmods]

Two weeks had gone by, and Friday had once again come.

As always, they woke up, knowing one of their number was now gone...
It was just a matter of finding their body, now.
No matter what the killer had done to it...a killer that was one of them.🗈

They would have to do that trial again...and would they get the killer right, this time? Or would they condemn another innocent person to die yet again?

...No matter how they felt, they had to search, had to find things that they didn't want to see, dodging the shadow of death.

That...was how this game was played, after all...

...But why...did it feel especially foreboding today...?

((OOC: Characters will need to bold locations to look for clues...or the body!))

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[foundationmods]

[There's a Glock missing.]

[fullbodied]

Looks like it was one of the handguns...

[incrediblystressedout]

Oh. Great. Someone can actually hide one of those...

[She might as well check to see if anyone obviously took ammo or any of the melee weapons, just in case.]

[foundationmods]

[No, those seem fine, though all the guns still there are loaded again.]

[fullbodied]

[are you fucking kidding her.

fine.

is there anything else missing or messed with before she turns to head to her next destination?]

[incrediblystressedout]

Whoever's running this place definitely doesn't just leave unloaded guns lying around.

If this is one of those weird crummy adventures where the bad guy is secretly my dad all along I'm gonna kick him with my tap shoes and call child services.

Let's go check the upstairs Servant Room I guess.

[foundationmods]

[That room is clean, thankfully - though a few goats blink at them when they walk in.]

[fullbodied]

[WELL. THAT'S GOOD AT LEAST.]

Hey... Let's start investigating some rooms.

I don't want what happened last time with the hidden stake.

And we know we're looking for a gun, right?

[incrediblystressedout]

Right. If someone stashed it in the house, we should be able to find it. Let's get everybody looking. In pairs.

[She thinks for a second before turning to leave.]

Hey goats, are you the ones who keep reloading the guns?

[foundationmods]

[They shake their heads.]

[fullbodied]

[she flips her hair over her shoulder.]

Did you hear anything last night?

[foundationmods]

[Another shake of their heads.]