[continue + 2] week 1 || act: investigate

[foundationmods]

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

Friday comes, and there is no angry captain waking you up, no crowd of people.

But there is still, undeniably...

a feeling of foreboding.

You know what this is.

One of your own...has perished.

At the hands of one of you.]

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[lovecolored]

[ ............ ]

The cake was real good, wasn't it?

[ no regrets ]

[moonlightalter]

It was amazing.

[No regrets at all.]