WEEK 3 - INVESTIGATION

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INVESTIGATION

The wakeup is familiar - yet not any less nerve-wracking. Though you have survived the night, the knowledge that the Mafia - the monsters - have killed is ringing loudly in your mind.

The hotel speakers crackle to life just like before, drawing your attention and startling you. Heart racing, you listen to the announcement...

...And there seems to be ominous music in the halls...


??? GUESTS REMAIN.

GORE WARNING FOR THIS LOG.

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[duskhound]

[...Well, this place is the closest, so we'll start here. Let's check and see if there's anything out of place here.]

[purrtagonist]

[HI I AM ALSO HERE]

[he looks a little anxious as he looks around]

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[....

There's a glint of gold coming from near Inaba's room.]

[duskhound]

...Is that a web...?

[Well, time to check to make sure. I should still have the supplies from last week, so if it turns out to be the case... Well, we'll deal with it.]

[purrtagonist]

. . .

[he doesn't say anything as he follows, gaze narrowing]

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[It's a large strand of silk, stuck to the ceiling and close to the door. It's practically touching the floor, but not blocking their access to the room.]

[duskhound]

[...Okay, first thing's first, we need to take down that silk. She heads back to her room and returns with... a stick and a spray bottle full of water.]

Okay, I'll grab the strand with this stick, so could you use this spray can to try to get the top?

[purrtagonist]

No, hang on--

[FIRST THINGS ARE FIRST: making sure Inaba is alive. he is gonna slide right up to the door and knock several times, as loudly as he can]

Inaba! Are you in there!

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[There's nothing but silence.

However, the door is unlocked.]

[purrtagonist]

[sets his jaw firmly, twists the doorknob, and swings the door open]

Inaba. . . !

[duskhound]

[...Okay, so. We've got a strand of silk clearly set up as a trap, and the door is unlocked... This doesn't look good for Inaba's chances here... She'll just keep her eye on what she can see from outside the room for the time being.]

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[There's no one in Inaba's room. It looks peaceful and undisturbed.

There is, however, plenty of notes and letters on her desk.]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . . . . .]

[picking up the notes, eyes scanning the paper as they widen]

[no]

I-- Inaba. . .?

[resortghosts]

[There's the sound of a tap on the wall, like someone knocking on it a bit.

Hi, Akira.]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . . . aaaaaaaaaah]

[clenching his hand into a fist, before he lets out a breathless, hissed curse]

Shit.

[duskhound]

[...Okay, someone needs to try and calm things down. And the best way to do that is probably... By trying to analyze the situation as best she can. It's not like she can read those notes anyways, so that's someone else's thing.]

...the silk was set as a trap. Most likely, the Jorogumo knocked on her door and led her out. It wouldn't take long for her to get caught in it, considering how close to the door it is.

I'm not sure how she didn't notice it, though.

[We've had no samples of this web so far, I haven't even seen it myself yet.]

[purrtagonist]

. . . I don't know.

[trrrrying to keep himself calm as he picks the notes up]

Should. . . I pass these out? Or did you want to?

[duskhound]

...It's probably best if you do it. I'll... work on getting this trap down so we have some silk samples to work with.

[purrtagonist]

Okay.

[holds out his hand for the water bottle]

I'll help you get it down.

[duskhound]

[Then, she'll hand the spray bottle over, and... Position this stick so that it's suck in the silk, and when try to get the silk to wrap it around as well as she can without touching it.]

[purrtagonist]

[time to parkour up the wall to spray the base of the webbing thread so it falls down. natch!]

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[SILK RECEIVED. Good job, team!]