Week 2 Mingle

[foundationmods]

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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Comments

[dolleyed]

You're nosy.

[ That's... not an answer. ]

[geckodad]

Says the guy asking others about changes in their belongings or themselves.

[dolleyed]

[ ........ ]

Fair point.

[ And here's a sigh. ]

Remember how I said headaches alert me of zombies and you presumably didn't believe me? I'm starting to wonder if I'm really only free of that because there's no zombies or if they just took away what made me feel it.

[geckodad]

You don't feel anythin' when it's about ghosts, do you?

[Maybe the staff count as zombies, given they're a bunch of bologna and chicken blood]

[dolleyed]

Nope, nothing. I'm not even sure I could feel different types of zombies, like those from Cynthia's world.

[ It's all... very specific for a reason, but he's figuring that disclosing it miiight not be the brightest idea right now. Who knows. ]