FIFTH TRIAL

[whimsicalism]

Is everyone finished? Good. It's time for a trial.

[The ride to the court room is uneventful this time. There's no breaking of bones or porcelain when you land. The podiums are rather empty, especially now that there's only twenty portraits even if there's twenty one podiums still. Huh. Fancy that! It's almost as if the Storyteller was still bitter.

Though, there definitely feels something off about the court room. It sort of feels like you're being watched but you're not sure.]

Seven is Dead. Time to find out who's responsible. Time for a trial!

Comments

[strictura]

Well, the "covered in blood" part could explain that, right? It might have just been what they were wearing at the time.

[ballooncaged]

Would it have burnt weird if the blood was on the clothes...? Guess we do have to think about where their outfit went, anyway. But it might even just be in their room. There was no trail of blood, so they could have carried it there just as easily as to the furnace.

[strictura]

That... shouldn't do anything weird to it?

[ What do you think blood is... ]

That's true, though. I guess they also could have rinsed their clothes in the shower with them and just wrung them out before going back to their room... so I'll agree the mask idea is still a possibility.