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

[dereban]

[ Inaba is here and listening but pointedly not. . . saying anything? Hm. Hmm. ]

[resortghosts]

inaba!

did you remember me at all?

[dereban]

[ She looks vaguely uncomfortable but since she knows who's asking she sighs. ]

I did.

[resortghosts]

what did you remember?

[dereban]

[ Bluntly: ]

I don't want to talk about it.

[resortghosts]

ehhhhh?

but it could be important!

[dereban]

I'm sorry, Nanase.

It. . . I'm not comfortable with talking about it.

[resortghosts]

well i can't really make you

:<

[dereban]

... Hey, are you physically here? I want to give you a headpat.

[resortghosts]

uhhh

let me grab your hand!

[And in a second, a ghostly hand will reach for hers, trying to guide it to the top of his head.]

[dereban]

[ And she'll let him do it, actually. Her smile is a little weary, however. ]

I'm sorry I can't say anything, okay? I just... I'm no good at talking about this sort of thing.

[resortghosts]

[Once she's got her hand on his head, the ghost lets go to return to typing. It feels like his head is tipped down, probably to look at the screen.]

all my memories have been fine but it sounds like everyone else's are worse

can you tell me about what you saw of me?

later maybe? or is that still no good?

[dereban]

To be honest, my memories aren't that bad. But I just can't talk about the events without...

[ Basically having a mental breakdown.

She does pull her hand away after a few pats, though. ]

[resortghosts]

okay

[But now she gets a couple headpats!]

[dereban]

Ah.

[ ... ]

Thanks for understanding.

[resortghosts]

^^