Sixth investigation

[letsplayamod]

[The sun rises on another quiet day. Quiet because you no longer have any hallucinations toying with your mind. Those familiar faces have vanished to be replaced by those that are left with you. There's fewer of you, and there's once more an unshakable energy that things are soon about to go very wrong.

Will today be different? Time will tell.

It's up to you to greet the day and what it brings. Stay strong, keep your hope. Hope is what makes us strong. It is why we are here.

There is, at the absolute least, no bodies right outside your doorstep.]

Comments

[sweetsynergy]

[He'd- been learning magic, or something, at least a little. He'd copied Ferdinand's healing that one time, right?]

[Is there any scorching or anything on his fingers, anything like that?]

[letsplayamod]

[No scorching for the looks of it, but there are a few things worth noting about Quark's hands.

For starters, his left hand is covered front and back in red blood.]

[sweetsynergy]

[Oh this keeps getting better, don't it.]

[Is this lovely hand injured at all, like maybe he was fighting for once... hard enough, to, uh. Get this much of someone else's blood on him. ..or is it just like he was handling something really unpleasant we'll all get to figure out together?]

[letsplayamod]

[The hand isn't injured, no. Just bloody. It's not out of the question that this mess caused it, or something along the way that lead to all this blood everywhere.

...Which raises the question of Quark's other hand, laying limp on the floor above Aoi. It's clear, save for the red blood on the top of the index finger.

And the numbers it's laying beside.]

[sweetsynergy]

[...are the numbers written in blood.]

[letsplayamod]

[Yes, red blood as a matter of fact.

In shaky lettering, it all spells out 99905230523.]

[sweetsynergy]

[She whispers the numbers, memorizing them, frowning.]

[What were you trying to tell us, Quark?]