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WEEK 6 TRIAL
It was noon on Saturday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
...As always, the courtroom was there - along with the audience, watching, waiting for the entertainment before them.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
...There was so few of them now.
All of them...were now alone, having to come to this conclusion themselves.
Yet, they had to find the truth.
Why did three people die?
Who did this?
The answer...stretched on ahead...
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
...There was so few of them now.
All of them...were now alone, having to come to this conclusion themselves.
Yet, they had to find the truth.
Why did three people die?
Who did this?
The answer...stretched on ahead...
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I smelled something charred coming from the linen room, so I went to investigate. There was a huge hole in the ceiling, with bits and pieces of metal scattered around the room. Some of the metal pieces looked like bones.
The room above the linen room was the music room, so it's obvious that's where the main explosion happened. I looked up there and Clear-san was there, in pieces. It, um, it turns out he was a robot.
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The explosion looked weirdly contained, like it stayed in one spot, but the rest of the room was messed up from the blast--things knocked over and such, with blast marks radiating from the center. On the ground, there were splashes of motor oil, broken computer pieces like chips and wires. and these little black patches of material...I think it may have been from Clear-san's gas mask? Tiny flakes of some sort of...I don't know, actually, were there. I didn't get a good look at what they might be. And there were these dark gray bits of something--I, um, don't know what they were, either, I apologize.
In the corner of the room there was a blood splatter and a remote control. When I went to go look at it the entire floor collapsed. Um, I wasn't able to gather much about it myself, but Aiba-san took a look at the remote and said it was a C4 detonator.
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[ But that's the thing...everyone who got checked. And there was someone who didn't get check ]
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[ So yeah. ]
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{ go in pieces. clear bits ]
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[ ......... ]
But they were fine with being splattered with gore?
[ killer pls ]
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It's all conjecture though.