Fourth investigation

[letsplayamod]

[You get the feeling that something is immediately wrong as soon as you awaken. Your room, like each room, is quiet in the morning light. Even before you've pulled yourself from your sheets, there's a sense that dread is waiting for you.

It's a new day. You'll have to step out your door to face it eventually.

Who goes first?]

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[markofnobility]

[He wanders over in a near fugue, kneeling down to check it out.]

[letsplayamod]

[It's one of the sheets from your bedrooms. The kind you've slept on all this time. Despite the mess everywhere else, there's very little excess blood to be found here.]

[markofnobility]

[So she was mostly bled out before she was covered. Fuck

Anything else of note?]

[letsplayamod]

[Much!

Such as the fact that several of your doors have bloody marks on them.]

[markofnobility]

[A dreadful feeling starts getting through the numbness. Please don't be handprints. Don't tell him Misane tried to get help from them

He goes to check]

[letsplayamod]

[The marks appear consistent to someone slamming their fist against the door. Each one is smudged too smudged but presumably on the smaller side.]

[markofnobility]

[How high up are the smudges?]

[letsplayamod]

[Definitely on the shorter side. Much shorter than you.]

[markofnobility]

[Short like a short person standing or short like someone on the ground?]

[letsplayamod]

[Like a short person was going around pounding on doors 13, 12, 10, 9, 4, 14, 15, and 16.]

[markofnobility]

[Weird that she skipped a few doors that had living people in them... Let's keep looking.]

[letsplayamod]

[Speaking of doors. #5 is wide open.]

[markofnobility]

[Oh he hates this he hates this he walks in with a soft knock out of habit]

Sorry for the intrusion...

[letsplayamod]

[Within, the room ha been disturbed. The bed is missing a sheet and a piece of paper and pen have been left on the floor!]

[markofnobility]

[So there is where the sheet came from. Fuck. He goes to check out the paper and pen]

[letsplayamod]

[On the paper is a message written out as such:]

This is more overwhelming than I thought it'd be. It feels as if I'm dissociating. So weird. I imagine it'll get tougher the longer this goes. If I get too sleepy to continue, I'll have to figure out a way to force myself to stay awake.

Writing seems to help keep me grounded. For the first time I'm trying to think what I'll do if I actually see something.

The smart thing would be to let it go on until it's over, and then give testimony about what I saw so the trial ends quickly.

But doing that feels so cold. I can't stand by knowing someone is getting killed.

The problem is, I can't fight at all. Getting into a confrontation would only end with me injured or worse. That's also why the smart and pragmatic thing to do would be to watch and testify.

Someone truly altruist wouldn't think twice and jump to try to save someone, but that'd be so careless. I can't go jumping into trouble like that.

So now that I'm alone with my thoughts, I'll have to look at myself and wonder if--

[The last line of the last word looks like it was stopped halfway through.]

[markofnobility]

...oh Misane.

[But what does she mean by 'seeing something'? Was she using some way to keep watch? From her room?? He starts looking around for anything that could allow that]

[letsplayamod]

[As he looks, there's a number of papers left out on the desk, similar to the one Ferdinand has picked up off the floor. Nothing that could be use specifically to keep watch.

But there is in the corner, nestled on a pile of cloth like a makeshift bed, that little eye-thing that belonged to Alex.]

[markofnobility]

[He recognizes it instantly- it's been following her around since he died, after all]

Hello Eyelex...

[letsplayamod]

[Eyelex gazes at you with its large eye. Seemingly unworried about the commotion outside. It starts to work its way out of bed, looking this way and that for Misane.]

[markofnobility]

[he reaches down to pick it up, if he can avoid it seeing the corpse it'll be for the best]

Here, stay with me little friend.

[let's check the papers on the desk]

[letsplayamod]

[You have acquired one (1) pet.

The notes are otherwise carefully organized on the desk. All full of writing of notes about the temple, scribbles of the rooms, inventories, and other similar notes. Curiously enough, although there’s notes about the rest of the residents of this temple, they’re more about things they like or about interactions she had with them, all the notes with a neutral to positive tone. There’s not even a single note signaling she’s cautious or suspicious or anyone, instead seeing them as people to work with for the sake of achieving safety for everyone here.]

[markofnobility]

[He stares down at these notes, wondering why there are suddenly splatters appearing on the paper.

Oh. Right.

He gathers them up and moves to put them into the desk drawer- he saw how Alex's notes battered everyone. There is no need for things that aren't for them specifically to come out.]

[stringup]

[ Velvet had come in here on a mission, with a toddler sized doll in one arm.

...At least until she sees Ferdinand. ]

...Ferdinand.

[markofnobility]

[He looks up, rubbing his face with his free hand, the other holding Eyelex]

Velvet.