RECORDING 11: THE FOURTH MURDER.

[foundationmods]

A fourth week, and this is now definitely routine. Waking on friday, with the knowledge deep down that your number has yet again decreased.

You must still pull yourself from your bed, and discover who is now forever gone.

...But, wait.

What's that smell...?

((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods. You can switch out with someone else during an investigation if needed.))

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[foundationmods]

[Well, it still looks like there was a party in here - but there are signs of someone starting to clean up.

The Blanket fort has also been knocked over, and there's fewer sheets on it than before.

Finally, there's 2 glasses that seem to have been recently washed on the table, alongside a damp cloth.]

[cw_suicide]

[time to check to see if there's anything under the sheets...]

[foundationmods]

[Nope!

Anywhere else you looking?]

[cw_suicide]

[checking on glasses.

largely... checking to see if there's any particular smells or if those have been thoroughly washed...? then checking the cloth.]

[foundationmods]

[Well, the glasses smell clean, but the Cloth smells slightly of whiskey and....something else.]

[cw_suicide]

[... is that something else a hint of almonds? chloroform?

hm...]

[foundationmods]

[...It's not almonds or cloroform...it almost smells a little like gasoline, but not quite. Something you'd probably put in something mechanical, anyway.]

[cw_suicide]

[........ mechanical, you say.

okay, noted.

anything else to poke around in the room? he's going to be checking bottles, shelves, couches... pretty much. everything.]

[foundationmods]

[Well, he'll notice that there are 3 bottles put back slightly out of place.

They seem to also be missing some volume in them. The bottles are whiskey, cognac, and wine.]

[cw_suicide]

[there sure was a lot of drinking last night but also...

time to open bottles and check to see if there's anything other than an alcohol smell]

[foundationmods]

[The whiskey has the same almost-gasoline smell as the dishrag. It's clearly been tampered with.

Still, You feel like you've gotten all you can out of this room...]

[cw_suicide]

[... there's a lead weight starting to form in his gut.

something about empty glasses and poisoned whiskey just isn't helping.

but okay. no bodies in here. it's fine. he just needs to... head back]