FOURTH INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

INVESTIGATION

Good morning!

...Except it really isn't a good morning for the students at Ira Academy, after all. The deadline prescribed in this week's motive came just as quickly as the one's before it. It might be difficult to repel the sinking sense of dread that bleeds into Friday's early hours. That secret written on a slip of paper might even feel heavier for some. Perhaps it's Father's hate-filled words instead: I’m getting a little antsy about your performance. Do something to spice things up, won’t you? By now, is a grisly discovery every Friday morning a guarantee?

Though you're surely awake at the same time as usual--if you slept at all--there's a certain gloomier, late-year feeling to the artificial light keeping the Academy illuminated and providing the illusion of a complete world outside. There are no real seasons to speak of in this part of Closetland; one step into the playground proves that easily enough. And yet, as you emerge from your rooms, free to go wherever you wish today, it's hard to deny it. You've been enrolled here for quite a while, and time has passed.

Will autumn come and go before you get out of here?

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[canreallymove]

[Dread. It's what Sonic's come to expect, honestly. It doesn't sit right regardless.

But-he knows what he has to do. First things first, he's going to knock on everyone's doors in the dormitory. Hopefully, people will answer.

And hopefully...but who was he kidding? He had to expect the worst now.]

[whimsicalism]

[Say hi everyone! There's at least nothing really amiss in the dorm, at least.]

[hashtagwoof]

[ Good news! Hunter is not dead!

You find this out because he was already heading out before you got the chance to knock on his door. ]

... What are you doing?

[temmapathy]

[Well, there's no response from Emma's door, but that's to be expected, isn't it?]

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat doesn't answer.]

[hashtagwoof]

[ Hunter is actually up earlier than usual. Anything wrong when he steps out of his dorm? ]

[whimsicalism]

[Nope!]

[keyringwitness]

[Yasu wakes up with a sudden dread, something that's been bothering her all week coming come to roost.

Pushing aside the mental debris from the cataclysm on Tuesday, she rushes out of bed, going to check on Koishi's room.]

[holyironmade]

[If this isn't a dormitory area disaster to contend with right away, then perhaps Jeanne shall head for the kitchen? Turned out that Yuta was doing something sketchy when he headed there quickly, let's head that off at the pass.]

[whimsicalism]

[There's nothing in the kitchen but food, thankfully.]

[violence_ensues]

[Well, then. Another Friday. Adorabat's actually worrying. She slowly flies to the gym, but she might not do her usual training today.]

[whimsicalism]

[Say hello to Kuro! The gym doesn't appear to have anything amiss.]

[copycut]

[ Kuro is heading to the gym. Is she antsy and wanting to burn off some excess energy? Who can say! ]

[whimsicalism]

[Say hello to Adorabat! There's no dead children in here.]

[shinedsobright]

[...He's still kind of haunted by what went down in the dance studio. Plus it reminds him of someone, so. Anything? If not he'll head back down to the third floor.]

[whimsicalism]

[It appears it's only haunted by your memories, now. There's definitely something up in the third floor that you can see right away but it might be best to come back to that.]

[panglici]

[Well, her remaining room neighbor isn't dead, but he sure took off quick... everyone's scattering, like they're not even pretending there isn't the worst game of hide and seek ever happening.

Carrie's heading to the library, unable to really even think about getting food. Is there anything weird on the stairs?]

[whimsicalism]

[Not as far as you can see.]

[whimsicalism]

[The announcement comes quickly. Father seems... quiet as the sheep pause to sign. Disappointment drips from every word.]

The responsible dog is dead. That's right, Dylan is dead. Only the dog. This game is too slow.

[There's a pause before he yells once more.]

What are you waiting for! Go investigate!

[canreallymove]

Shut. Up.

[It's all Sonic can say through tears and teeth.]

Sensory Deprivation Room

[whimsicalism]

[We're all deprived of a doggo now.]

[violence_ensues]

[ANYTHING IN THE WATER? ADORABAT ISN'T ANGRILY INVESTIGATING, SHE'S VERY CALM RIGHT NOW, SHUT UP.]

Walking Labryinth

[whimsicalism]

[Walking, keep on walking.]

[shinedsobright]

[This must be where all the susness was!! Fret will check it out, life is already a maze so why not]

Playground

[whimsicalism]

[Why does this keep happening?!]

[holyironmade]

[Yeah, it. It always happens. Well, they've realized that soil never came from the playground, but she had wandered into the crannies of the first floor and everyone else scurried off upstairs apparently. Isn't there always something important down here? Let's see if the church was desecrated.]

Science Lab

[whimsicalism]

[Time to get messy... I guess.]

[copycut]

[ Alright, so. This is the only room she and Adorabat didn't get around to sweeping; it's also the place Kuro had intended to check next, if nothing turned up in the sensory deprivation room. So, this is where she heads now. What catches her eye? ]

Third Floor Hallway

[whimsicalism]

[Just what happened in here?]

Re: Third Floor Hallway

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[It's time for him to go upstairs and investigate since the sense dep room's occupied. Is there anything immediately and obviously off as far as he can see?]}

Library

[whimsicalism]

[What's the story, Dylan?]

[hashtagwoof]

[ You know what? He'd been wanting to find a good way to make it up to him. He may as well investigate this time.

What have we got in Dylan's favorite room in the school? ]

Post-Investigation

[copycut]

[ Kuro can be found skulking around on the bottom floor. She's carrying a lint roller, a scalpel, and a biohazard bag from the science room. Maybe a little more strangely, she also has a laundry basket with both her uniforms tossed inside. ]

Hi~ Mind bringing your spares, too?

[ She is not actually asking. ]

[holyironmade]

[Jeanne is just coming out of the playground, tapping a pencil against her lips as she holds her sketch of the scene. Hi, Kuro! You might have see her through the window!]

Spares, plural. You are thorough.

Dylan's Room

[shinedsobright]

Sorry, Dollar...

[Fret goes in here to get the Issun-boshi fanfic in case the proof is needed. It's definitely proof someone else is here, right? Also wow, that's one of his outfits in here, bittersweet :')

After he's gotten it, he'll flag more people in the hall too]

Yo, guessing you heard Father Bother over the intercom. Think it's worth convincing him with the clues we found?

[keyringwitness]

[While she couldn't participate in the investigation, Yasu apparently has it together enough that now she can respond to Fret. With what he feels like is probably a withering glare, although he can't see from beneath her bangs.]

...are you an idiot, Fret?

If the mysteries are one thing that Father doesn't know about, that's an advantage for us to use. Why would we report them to the man who got us all into this mess!