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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[shinedsobright]

[oh. Well that - seems to have an ominous implication, doesn't it? The victim was a dog...Is chocolate regularly found in the kitchen, anyway? Fret will examine it closer.]

[whimsicalism]

[The little squares of chocolate have been eaten one by one. It's also in this location compared to the semi-circle.]

[shinedsobright]

[This may do nothing again because of all the dust but.

Smells the semi-circle!!]

[whimsicalism]

[There's nothing really here.]

[shinedsobright]

[In that case, Fret just sneezes and sits back up.]

Well that didn't work. Guess I'll just grab this.

[He will carefully put the chocolate into one of the little plastic bags.]