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

soft room!

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Gerome does indeed stick out like a sore thumb in the soft room and the juxtaposition makes Rean pause in front of one of the entrances. He stands there silently for a couple of minutes, observing Gerome from behind and looking for signs of Minerva before he walks in slowly, letting the floor muffle his own quiet footfalls.

How close can Rean get to Gerome before he's detected by either of them!? Let's find out.]

[maskarang]

[ Rean what even.

Right now? He can get pretty close. When he's about half of an arm's length away, Minerva pops her head out of the blanks and cries out. She lets out one breath of fire (she's no where near close enough to Rean to hit him, it's more of a warning than anything) but Gerome?

Gerome whirls around and ends up slapping his hand against Rean's cheek. By accident. ] What—?! Rean, why are you—

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Ah... well damn, there's Minerva giving him away. And that slap? Yeah. That's basically just adding insult to injury at this point, not that it's new to him at this point. As he rubs his cheek with a hand, he gives Gerome an apologetic look, lowering his head slightly.]

S-sorry! I wasn't really sure if you were sleeping or something, so I thought I'd check first. It looks like I should've asked Minerva first, though.