Week 5 - After The Massacre

[dolleyed]

[ Silence has settled in the resort, but the lack of auditory input hardly seems to matter when there is an overwhelming stench of death hanging in the air of the third floor. Burned flesh, the iron stench of blood, burned hair... guts and decay. All everywhere.

No staff appears to clean the mess. There's only yourselves now and the remnants of what used to be your friends. ]

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[dolleyed]

[ Kohaku is good with just working in silence. Aoi and her D-board help transport a lot at the very least. They're surprisingly efficient at this, as if they'd all been doing this many times before. ]

Well, I'm glad for it.

[ He's not usually one for unmasked positive sentiments, but lately it's seeming like there's no point hiding anything much. ]

Cleaning you up from the floor would be even less fun than this.

[enter_the_darkness]

[ He blinks softly... and then gives a soft smirk. ]

Same goes for you.

[ There's gonna be another long period of silence, after that, from this guy... ]

Good thing she's letting us use that... [ a wry kind of 'heh' ] I can only imagine how much longer this would take.