RECORDING 13: THE FIFTH WEEK.

[foundationmods]

A fifth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's practically routine at this point, isn't it?

Routine, also is the feeling when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten even thicker. Now everyone is at level 4 - barring the two 'lucky' negators among you, you are all suffering the effects, your eyes flashing a deep, dark purple when experiencing negative emotion.

Any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time, just like last week. If a barrier is put in place and touches the floor, walls, or ceiling, in a few hours it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also give off miasma, and healing is still reduced to even the most powerful of spells only healing minor injuries.

You will not be able to save a grievously injured person from death through spells anymore.

The Temperature has taken another dip. It's now in the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

17 of your number still remain.

...What new horrors await you this week?


WARNING: Some investigations of new areas will contain traps that may be harmful or even lethal.
MIASMA LEVEL: 4
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[oxidegreen]

[She sheathes her blade once it's clean, walking to Hitoka's side to kneel by her.]

...Are you alright?

[accessorytomurder]

O-Oh, I'm... I-I'm...

[She takes a deep breath, shivering.

She can still feel that haunting melody tinkling at the back of her brain.]

...that...w-was really scary. I-I, um. I don't... a-actually know h-how somebody e-elsewould... would have... gotten o-out.

[oxidegreen]

[...Very gently patting her on the back.]

...It was probably meant to be an instant death trap.

Thank you for your hard work investigating it.

[accessorytomurder]

Pr... probably.

[She wheezes out a few more breaths, before regaining a bit of her composure.]

...thank god it was me. Thank god it was me.

[Thank god Dazai agreed to stay outside.]

[oxidegreen]

[Pat pat pat.]

...Thank you for protecting Mr. Dazai as well. Should we go back to him now?

[accessorytomurder]

...yes please.

[She almost takes a few wrong turns—thanks Subete—but she does find him in the end.]

[oxidegreen]

[Go be with your man!! Marona will head back to her own room for now.]