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thefoundation2018-12-03 11:28 am
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Week 2 Mingle

With the nature of this 'game' out, the resort might not look so welcoming anymore. The staff are still ready to jump in and serve guests in any way they can, provided a request doesn't make them short-circuit, and the resort itself seems as warm and cheery as usual. But everyone knows the truth now. This resort is hiding some pretty big secrets, and it's only a matter of time before someone else turns up dead.
The weather is holding steady, at 'cold but still safe for outdoor activities'. The temperature seems to be dipping lower each day, though, and the previously-blue sky is starting to stay grey more often than not. Could that signal an approaching snowstorm? Who know. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.
On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Another piece to the puzzle, one step closer to finding the truth of this place. But it might not be enough to put everything together yet, that might take some more time.
Most importantly, everyone needs to get to know each other. This 'game' is one of 'know your enemies', and your very survival depends on knowing when someone is acting odd.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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I have a feeling we're missing the bigger picture, here. These 'dreams' may not be 'dreams' so much as memories.
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[He looks a little worried about it himself.]
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I...think that was what I remembered, too, it's just-- [She closes her eyes.] None of this makes sense.
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Did anyone see a lady with red hair in their dreams?
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Yeah! There was a woman called Red.
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[Huh!]
She had a really pretty voice. She sang sometimes - I remember thinking I really liked her songs. I even put it on a music player, even though it wasn't as good on that.
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That sounds like her. I... remember making her curry. She liked spicy food a lot.
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[ It reminded him of someone he knew. Someone he didn't like. But... ]
Did anything about a strange Machine come up in your dream?
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[Stares into the sun because that machine tho.]
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What was it for?
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[A moment of thought, scrunching her brows, or maybe that's just at the memory itself.]
It was called... SCP-5832?
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[She's kind of envious.]
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[ flat pauses, trying to focus on any details. ]
Then...this man asked me what I thought about it, so I tried to explain it to him, but I guess he just didn't understand me. He looked at me weird and then just wrote down some notes.
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I wonder why it was all the same last time.
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[He repears it, trying to recall any possible mentions.]
No, I didn't see anything like that.
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[In an instant, his eyes shot open and he spasmed, falling onto the floor. His entire body shook and trembled for a minute before he went still, wheezing.]
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