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

[improbablenotimpossible]

It would make sense... that's typically what happens between Masters and Servants - we share our memories, under normal circumstances.

[foundfate]

Are we supposed to?

[He's kind of wondering why he hasn't seen any Ruler-memories yet.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

That's usually what happens... and it goes both ways. I'm not sure if it's the nature of this place, or your "unusual" state that is keeping that from happening.

Or perhaps it is taking it's time... nobody really knows how it works, save for perhaps the Grand Casters.

[foundfate]

Maybe we should take a nap near each other and see if that helps.