FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

INVESTIGATION

After Thursday night, there are a few unexpected emotions injected into the atmosphere of Ira Academy: longing, determination...perhaps even hope, for some. After everything that's been learned and shared between realms, some students may even find themselves believing that victory can be achieved without any more death. Maybe there's just one more investigation, one more puzzle, one more piece of missing context left to find before the way forward is clear.

There's no shaking the knowledge of past patterns, however, and the morning brings with it a familiar apprehension. Ira Academy itself may not have gotten the memo about the shift in vibes. It's a dreary pseudo-fall morning like the week before, ushering in a bleak and eerily silent day as the students rise one by one to find what's in store for them this time. Many have said it by now - bad things happen on Thursday nights, and no amount of hearing the voice of a lost companion over an old touchtone phone can completely erase that experience.

Though your numbers are fewer now than they ever have been, the school is so much bigger than it was during your first week at Ira Academy. The extra amount ground makes it all the easier to recognize just how many of you there no longer are to cover it. The five vast floors of the school, now under new management, wait for someone to see if Kakuya's incentive forced another participant to play along - best get exploring to find what secrets are out there.

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[whimsicalism]

[As soon as she goes inside the room something very loud is happening. A small green bird, Toritorika the budgie, is yelling at the top of her lungs while circling the pool.

Whatcha got there? Whatcha got there?!]

[spychic]

[And is immediately bombarded with noise. Anya darts to the edge of the pool.]

Is something in the water?!

[SHE'LL SWIM IF SHE HAS TO.]

[canreallymove]

Woah woah!

[HANG ON]

If somethin's in there, I can swim!

[whimsicalism]

[Near the edge of the pool, floating in the water, is someone who definitely exists. Koishi is dead.]

[spychic]

...

[Anya falls to her knees.]

Two...people....

[canreallymove]

...

[He squeezes Anya's shoulders.]

Hey-you shouldn't have to see this, kid. Turbo and I can handle it.

[He barely knew...whoever that is in the pool. It doesn't make it suck less. And with two people...

This was bad. Way past bad.]

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[He makes it a point to wrap his arms around Anya...]}

...We'll figure it out. I promise.

[spychic]

[Anya sniffs.]

There was a message next to Carrie.

In blood.

It said Don't trust.

Anya...doesn't know what to do...

[She does have a turtle atop her head now, though. It's resting. Shh.]

[lets_dewey_it]

...A mutual killing? Or one killer with two victims?

We're just going to have to investigate and figure it out.

[canreallymove]

We'll figure it out. We gotta.

["Don't trust"...]

...Anya, you...you don't have to investigate the bodies if you don't wanna.

[spychic]

...

It's what Papa would do.

[There's some sense of conviction behind those words.]

Let's get this girl out of the water. There's three of us, so we can't have an even split. We have to worry about Carrie and this girl both.

[canreallymove]

...Ok.

[He's gonna hop into the water, then.]

I'll push, and you and Turbo pull on the count of three, ok?

[spychic]

Got it. [Anya nods firmly.]

Ready, Dewey?