SECOND INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

INVESTIGATION

After last Friday's horrific discovery, the march toward the weekend must be filled with dread for some of Ira Academy's students. This week, the Principal's tailored threats became even more personal. Tuesday's motive announcement received a more noticeable reception across several members of the student body. In most cases, this would be a blessing: Good children care about protecting their loved ones.

Now, however, it's a threat. Someone with loved ones to protect might have felt there was nothing left to lose--except, perhaps, another classmate. Despite the lack of a real sun (or, truly, any genuine weather outside at all) the morning is a gloomy, cursed one. For anyone feeling concerned about what might be waiting out there, it might be a little hard to emerge from the warm safety of bed. Others may have felt the oppressive fear on the other end of things, unable to fall into a true sleep and still wide awake come morning.

Will this Friday see a repeat of last week, gruesome and bloody early in the morning? Or has everyone chosen to wait out the danger, refusing to give in to their fears? There's only one way to find out.

Where will your weary morning legs take you today, children?

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Comments

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[Something was still eating away from him in the back of his mind. Maybe he had to relax for a bit... So upstairs he went to the Sensory Deprivation Room to submerge himself... that is, if there's nothing there.]}

[whimsicalism]

[Yasu is right behind you, alive, thankfully.]

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[...Maybe sensory dep was a bit extreme. He'll go to the Meditation Room first after saying hi to Yasu.]}

[whimsicalism]

[You might want to come back here, Dewey, but there's nothing unfortunate here.]

[keyringwitness]

[Yasu's rationale for going to the chamber is grimmer than Dewey's, so much so that she feels vaguely guilty when she sees him going inside to actually make use of its facilities rather than to check for bodies.]

Ah- Um-

S- Sorry for intruding, I'll, er, be on my way.

[She scooches toward the exit.]

[lets_dewey_it]

No, it's nothing, I'm just... exhausted. 's all.

[keyringwitness]

...I had a hard time g- getting to sleep, too.

[Although she shows less signs of it, largely because she's used to staying up all night and reading.]

I- I don't like how quiet it is... if nothing happened, then... the Principal p- probably would've, um, upped the pressure to encourage us. So...

[Yasu gulps.]

[lets_dewey_it]

...You going to be okay? _{[He's just going to mill in front of the meditation room so that she knows she isn't being lowkey dismissed.]}

[keyringwitness]

[She nods.] I... think so. I'm probably just being para-

[Then a shriek echoes across the hall, and Yasu takes off running toward its source.]

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[WHOOPS HIM TOO]}