week 1 || act: investigate

[foundationmods]

[Everything is still, silent, and dark - just like it should be.

There's been no indication of trouble, nothing like the last times, when all of you were trapped in games.

If anything, the town is gentle, the people kind....and nothing seems wrong. There's no danger.

Then, why...

Is there a feeling of foreboding?]

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[romancekiller]

[clarke is a light sleeper but she is surprised by the sudden wake up call] What kind of situation?

[foundationmods]

Follow me.

[She sounds angry today too.

She's going to lead the group away from the inn and towards the big tree in the open area of Snowdin.]

I can't believe one of you would do something like this. We invite you into our home, and THIS is how you repay us?

[There seems to be blood in the snow around the base of the tree too.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

What...

[Oh.

Oh, fuck.]

[cw_suicide]

[... oh.]

I can assure you, we're just as bewildered as the rest.

[justonezero]

[Well, he's gotten changed and - oh this is extremely alarming.

Carefully attempting to hurry ahead, trying to keep an eye out for any footprints or blood spatters so he doesn't step in any potential evidence oh no oh no oh no--]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His eyes widened, what Undyne would see him bristle, the ears remaining pinned]

Who would... why -

[Damn it, damn it - why now? He's immediately peering at the blood, trying to make sense of the blood pattern]

[finalring]

What...? That's not--what?

[ well, it's obvious what she means, but the sight of blood instantly makes solomon pale, trying to see if he can find a source for it. ]

[homeecspacecop]

... oh no.

[Chuuta, it's another investigation! Someone's dead!]

[accessorytomurder]

....

Damn it.

[soupervillain]

Are you kidding me? Here?

[ Giovanni does a quick headcount. He's not sure if he wants to realize which of their number isn't among them. ]

[romancekiller]

[clarke already has a bad feeling about this and they follow along, it's only confirmed when the blood near the tree]

That's— [what the fuck is this. ] This is definitely not good.

[ugly_split_ends]

...

[She shrugs herself awake and heads out, mask on.]

Ggggh!

[The sight of blood immediately makes her recoil.]

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[foundationmods]

[She won't stop dragging them along until they get to the tree itself. It's only once they are there that she finally looks back to them, scorn in her eyes.]

We have all lived here peacefully for thousands of years. We thought that, as long as we kept humans out, there would be no danger. But clearly we were wrong, since one of you decided to do this to a child.

[And then she steps aside, so that everyone can see what happened.]

[foundationmods]

[For the Monsters, it's an upsetting sight - a dead child, her pure white paws and body stained by the gore.

But for them, it's different. The brown eyes, wide open and staring into the ceiling of the cave, glassily and empty. The mask on her left arm stares at them, but that might not grab their attention.

What does....

Is the bullethole through her head, so clear that you can see the blood and bits staining the snow under her.

Abover her bloody body is A softly glowing, blue tinted SOUL, quietly hanging listessly in the air.

The general feeling of agitation around from the Monsters - fear, confusion, anger - is nothing compared to your own feelings as you realize...

Himeko Inaba is dead.

But....Why?]

[justonezero]

[She... she really was...

The reason she wasn't in their room was...]

Inaba...

[Yoshi.exe has shut down.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

What...

[His voice came out softly, they were just talking the other day]

Who.

[Then a growl escapes his throat]

We'll find who did this.

[cw_suicide]

[... shit

WHERE'S ATSUSHI.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Hi, Karen hates this.]

Inaba...

[Karen hates this a lot. She might... she might need a minute.]

[lovecolored]

[ gritting her teeth. ]

...this shit again. Fuckin' hell.

[homeecspacecop]

You think we did this?

[finalring]

Inaba...

[ solomon feels like he had just been kicked in the gut, seeing inaba's corpse. he had just been talking to her a couple days ago, too, no?

this was not supposed to happen. this was not supposed to happen at all--so why did it? why?

it feels like he's in the winchester mansion all over again. ]

We...we need to find out who did this.

[white_camellia]

...

[Well, this could mean... A lot of things.]

...Everyone, once we're done investigating, we need to talk. Somewhere quiet.

[onemolife]

[ He's here following a little late.

He sees the heart, and then the body. Ah... ]

It had to be one of the youngsters...

[moonlightalter]

[She hadn't been there that morning. But she got up early sometimes anyway, so he hadn't suspected anything. Maybe she had just gone for an early breakfast or something. But now that he's standing here looking at her body, he can't even breathe, much less think about how wrong he had been.

Atsushi just sinks down to his knees, unable to look away from her lifeless body.

She died. Again.

For a second time, he was unable to protect her.]

[romancekiller]

Inaba... [clarke just stares at the scene before her for a few moments. she had just helped her out the earlier in the week so that she didn't die and now here she was lying there dead]