THIRD INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

INVESTIGATION

By Friday morning, some of Ira Academy's best and brightest are likely feeling the effects of a few days' hunger. For a few, tensions have probably heightened, or sleeping to while away the time has become either easier or harder. Probably no one is even pretending to pay attention to classes any longer.

The sinister pattern of the past few weeks has also been difficult to ignore. Even with an indefinite deadline on the motive this week, Friday likely arrives with as sense of sick anticipation. It's time for students to wake up - or at least leave another sleepless night behind - and come see what the weekend has in store.

But as you step out of your room this Friday morning, however, you may notice that something is off right away, even if sleep or hunger or both are making you bleary. You might not want to leave the hallway outside of the dorm rooms right away and instead convene with the other students before moving on to any other locations.

What could possibly be waiting for you?

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[whimsicalism]

[The trail and smell of blood is faint but as soon as you open the door it's clear someone is laying face up on the playground just outside the door.

With his throat slit it'll be hard for him to make any noise anymore, even to yellywag. Valmont is dead.]

[canreallymove]

...

....................


[He just. Drops to his knees. He...he...

He simply closes his eyes and shakes his head. He can't even be surprised this time. Not with starvation hanging over their heads.]

Dangit all.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[A paw is placed on his shoulder. It tries to be comforting, despite the paint now wetting both their furs.]

I...I'm sorry.

[canreallymove]

[He just covers his eyes.]

It's not-it's not your fault, man.

I just need a minute or...or somethin'. Then we can.........

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Okay.

[He'll stay with Sonic for however long that takes. This...doesn't seem like a good moment to be alone. Best to support where he can.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[When he first sees, Dylan immediately recoils. He didn't like the other boy, but...this is...

He takes a step forward. He wants to try and take a pulse, but he knows it's too late. Far, far too late.

He knew it had to happen, but...doesn't make it feel better.]