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]

You’ve got to prepare the house first.

[Then, he nods.]

Sure. We can let him check it out.

[winter1982]

Hang on.

[Bennings takes a few minutes and heads back to his own room, eventually coming back and dragging the dog house behind him.]

So, what do you think?

[A question aimed at both Snake and the puppy.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Puppy’s tail wags at new thing!!! And goes over to sniff it out.

Meanwhile, Snake gives Bennings a curious look.]

An igloo, huh?

[Sounds like he’s asking him to explain.]

[winter1982]

[Good puppy!! Take this thing off his hands!!]

Yeah, an igloo.

Maybe it's because I was in Antarctica?

[tacticalespionageaction]

Oh yeah.

[It occurs to Snake he knows pretty much nothing about Bennings’ time there.]

What were you doing there?

[winter1982]

Nothing too fancy or exciting. I was just part of a research team.

[I have no fucking clue what they were doing there at Outpost 31 before the events of the movie.]

I was the token meteorologist.

[tacticalespionageaction]

Meteorology, huh? A weatherman?

[Disrespects an entire scientific field in one go.]

How was it?

[winter1982]

I guess so? Just not on TV.

[It's Fine.]

Very cold with not a lot to do most of the time. Mostly we just fucked around.

[tacticalespionageaction]

Bet you'd look good on camera.

[Here's a potential career change for you Georgie.]

You just fucked around?

[Elaborate.]

[winter1982]

You think so? I'm flattered.

[He will definitely consider that now.]

Yeah. We played card games, board games, watched movies. That sort of stuff.

[tacticalespionageaction]

You get much selection up there? Movies, I mean.

[winter1982]

Mostly horror movies. Though they're not really my thing.