WEEK 3 MINGLE

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WEEK 3

Week three opens like the other two weeks, but when you wake up, you know there's been a change in the area. At first, nothing is wrong - but when you look at any window, you aren't greeted with the cheery sight of the outside - instead, there's just a cold, harsh blackness. Trying to leave out the doors is impossible, too - if you try, you just find yourself back on the couches in the lobby. On top of that....The Staff are beginning to act even stranger, their glitching out becoming more obvious. Sometimes, they seemingly go blank mid sentence and walk away, as if they were reset, and slur or stutter their words.

The weather is...well, non-existent, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. 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. Yet, it doesn't seem like you're any closer to solving this...

And time still ticks onwards, regardless if you're ready or not.


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Comments

[tacticalespionageaction]

Guess that's what we're here to work out.

[He's not going to play along until answers present themselves - not after knowing what they've all just found out.

He leans forward in his chair, thinking.]

Remember what - [Snake pauses, another name on his tongue, before he catches himself.] the Barghest was going on about at the trial?

[dolleyed]

All that stuff about sacrificing us to his God or whatever?

[ Yeah, that would... probably be relevant to know more about. Right now it doesn't make a lot of sense. ]

Considering the bodies go to the rats and the souls just stay here, I am not sure what part is even being sacrificed. Maybe we're dealing with a rat god?

[tacticalespionageaction]

Maybe.

[Spoken with a grunt. This kind of supernatural stuff...it's all too far out of his league, it's hard to keep up with.]

They're 'guests' here, right? Hard to think the whole place isn't in on it, with the chapel as a place for executions. Feels like a sacrificial altar.

[He frowns.]

Why set us up against them, though? Sounds a hell of a lot easier if they skipped the game entirely.

[dolleyed]

Maybe they're sadists.

[ He shrugs. ]

I'd say this as a joke too, but after all the Barghest was going on about at trial, it doesn't feel unrealistic.

[tacticalespionageaction]

Wouldn’t be surprised. They’re beasts, they probably enjoy the thrill of the hunt. The fine line between life and death.

[Saying that, Snake realises he might understand too well.]

Either way, too much of this doesn’t add up. If we only had a way to get more information out of them...

[He pauses, with a resigned sigh.]

I’m not sure what reason they’d have to talk in the first place.

[dolleyed]

Something tells me that attempting to just torture it out of every single one of us indiscriminately wouldn't go over with well.

[ Thankfully his tone suggests he isn't serious about this at all. ]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake makes a humored hnrnrghhh.]

There's nothing like a good waterboarding between friends.

[...]

Could be one way to figure out what kills them, I guess.

[Joking, thankfully.]