WEEK 3 INVESTIGATION

[foundationmods]

Three weeks had gone by, and even with the other Witch being revealed, Friday came.

Waking up on this day began to feel like the prelude to something horrible.

To a horrible sight...and some kind of deep betrayal, knowing that one of them had ended the lives of someone they'd been speaking and laughing with just the day before...🗈

...But, they had no choice. This was the game, and it had to be played - set in motion by the pair of Witches.

No matter how they felt, they had to search, to gaze upon cruel death in it's many forms.

No matter....how dear the person once was to them, today...they would be nothing but a corpse to gleam clues from, in preparation for the trial.

And so...they had to push forward. Forward...to find a terrible truth.

Comments

[foundfate]

...what? No, this game isn't a dream.

[anonnomnomnom]

The trials really seem more like that than anything else.

[He reaches out and prods him.]

What's misery-fire, I only asked one real question, Feathers.

[foundfate]

[He is prodded, and he looks annoyed at that.]

You always say like 50 different things at once, it's hard to keep track of what you're asking!

And misery-fire is the fire Nirrti has. Or, what I call it to be flippant, I guess.

[anonnomnomnom]

Maybe I should just go back to writing things down? It's a pain to deliver them, though, and then we'd just be passing notes.

[And it would be kind of idiotic. He seems to seriously be contemplating this for a moment.]

I didn't even know you could eat something like that. Hmm.

[What kind of 'hmm' is that.]