FINAL INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

No one is dead today. Why would they when the end is so close? You can practically taste it (or is that your stomach?) as the final Friday dawns. It's time to get some answers.

The Storyteller isn't talking to anyone but it's a good guess to see where she went. There's one final door that hasn't been checked, after all.

Comments

[whimsicalism]

Am - bye - good - dog

[She sounds relieved. ...Though, like with Gilgamesh's name it looks like her radio can't really do foreign names.]

[octopups]

[As soon as Amdi can smell the room he becomes incredibly uncertain. He files out of the elevator slowly, not approaching the bed yet.]

... Alice...?

[Her voice sounds even weirder in person, and he realizes it wasn't just the clipping from the radio. Her voice really is coming out in a weirdly narrow band of frequencies, with an odd jumble of verbal and mechanical sounds between each word. Most of him look at Allen.]

Wh-what's going on?

[xxxx_me]

...She's in really, really bad shape. It's... the real Alice, not one of the dolls made by the Storyteller.

[whimsicalism]

Allen - is - right

[There's no sight of her but the bed and IVs make it clear where she is.]

I'm - sorry - can't - get - out - bed

[She pauses.]

Using - radio - to - talk

[octopups]

Th-that's okay. M-my voice is made up too.

[With the radio cloaks on Amdi has no reason to clump up, but he still does, instinctively, as he creeps towards the bed. As soon as he gets close enough to hear the whispers in the IVs, his heads snap around to look at them in alarm.]

F-Franziska? Oriko...?