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WEEK 2

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.

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[Snake was wandering past the restaurant and then-

Just. Stops.]

Medic?

[Hi! One of the birds jostles around like the arm it's perched on is waving.

Do you like his new children.]

[There's kind of...a lot of them, and he likes the person underneath them a lot more, but, he's still happy at the scene. He circles around the restaurant to grab some Wilkins Coffee (tm), and pull a chair out to sit opposite Medic, the drink more something to nurse in his hands than anything else.]

Where'd you find them?

[you can always tell what characters are played by my friends based on whether or not they specifically mention drinking wilkins coffee. thanks lads you're the best

Medic scribbles something down on his sticky note:

"I asked the staff for them! They seem nonanomalous, don't worry."

[One hops off Medic's arm and wanders across the table to Snake, her feet tapping as she walks. Hi.]

They let you have birds, huh?

[Snake offers a hand out to the bird much like one would do with a dog. He's been taking care of Archimedes for these past few days and he still doesn't know how to actually take care of birds. That guy's pretty self-sufficient.]

Think they'll give me dogs?

[They have one puppy, but...fifty huskies....]

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I suppose you can try! Don't know how well it'll work. Pigeons are probably easier on the Staff to deal with compared to a flock of dogs.

[Archimedes likes his new not-dad because not-dad doesn't tell him to stop eating meat. Archimedes has eaten so much turkey bacon lately.]

[Hrrrmmmm. Medic has a point.]

Might be good to have something with tracking skills.

[...]

Can you train birds for that?

Depends on what you need them to do! Archimedes and these other pigeons are homing pigeons; they can find their way back to their nest/home base from miles away. If you could find a way to use that for tracking purposes, than sure!

[Snake makes a contemplative hrrrrhhhhhnngh.]

Can they follow scents?

[How do pigeons work, exactly.]

[Medic is about to cram a whole lot of infodumping in one stickynote.]

Well! There's been some studies into whether or not they track their way home via sense of smell, as they get disoriented if their sense of smell is impaired and are more likely to get lost. (Other studies suggest that their homing instinct involves electromagnetism, which is also possible, but the sense of smell still stands as something important for them with regards to tracking!)

I've tried asking Archimedes about it, but he says it's a "trade secret".

[Snake looks this all over with an intrigued "huh..."]

Say, doc, you've got enough birds here. Couldn't you test it out yourself?

Oh? What do you mean?

You could run an experiment on their senses of smell. [He grunts with some sheepishness.] This isn't my field, I couldn't tell you how to do it.

i could! But it's too late now, I think. Not only is this place not the best environment for a controlled experiment, but now that I'm dead, they can't hear me anymore. Makes communicating with them difficult.

[Hnrnrghhh]

I don’t know about the other things, but you still have me, Medic. Just tell me what to do.

aw thats gay

unfortunately I think I'll wait until we're not trapped in a murder prison

[And also this is a topic with literlly no clear scientific consensus one way or the other]

[Snake grunts with an air of embarrassment. Both at that gay shit and also not really considering that they had better things to do than run bird experiments.]

How do you plan on getting out?

[Considering the whole.

Ghost.

Thing.]

Following the rest of you, of course!
Once you find a way out, then presumably, I will be free from this place as well.

...You don't have a body, Medic.

Technicalities! I'm still able to walk and talk and interact with the world, so I'm alive enough.

Besides, the devil still owes me 50 years. Once we're free of here, I may get my body back. Maybe.

[...]

The Devil?

[... Medic really needs to keep better track of everyone he's already blabbed this secret to god damn]

yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes

did i not tell you that little detail yet

[Mgghhrhhhhhhhh.]

No. Care to explain?

well

i was

maybe in hell not long before i woke up here

but it's not as bad as it sounds

[...ok next question.]

What kind of hell?

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