WEEK 3 MINGLE

[foundationmods]

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.


PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS | MURDER PROPOSALS/VOLUNTEERING | LOCATIONS | APPRENTICE PC POST

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

[resortghosts]

I remember thinking that with some training, I could eventually get you both up to task, but I doubted it would happen because reassignments were so common

I can't remember, to be honest. I remember how the reaction spread from the hand to the rest of the body, but I can't even put a name on what the reaction was.

It's frustrating!

[duskhound]

I suppose it can't be helped with how fragmented these things are... Still, I'd be a bit more comfortable knowing that it's been handled.

...Just to verify: It definitely wasn't infectious, right?

[I. Want to believe you're smart enough to have verified that before touching the body.]

[resortghosts]

I don't remember! Probably not, though. I get the feeling this Foundation would've exterminated us if we proved a risk for them, and me being possibly contaminated by something infectious... Well! I probably would be dead.