WEEK 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[As one week changes to the next, the Titled will find themselves having vivid dreams. Very vivid. Perhaps too real to only be dreams. Lost memories? Could it be, then, that those who brought you here did something to your minds along with your bodies?

Whatever the case, everyone, no matter how deep their sleep, are awoken to the sound of creaking, groaning metal coming from the first floor. When they do go to investigate, they will find something surprising.

The set of the doors on the right have opened.

Even the Intercessor seems stunned. It has been an odd weekend for everyone. After all, in between finding items seemingly popping out of mid air, and a bloodied statue that belongs to seemingly no one, its all very...strange.

Somehow, one gets the feeling that those strange items won't be the last they see. Indeed, after the doors open, there's the worrying, foreboding feeling coming back once more. And if those feelings are connected to the strange occurrence on Saturday...it can only mean one thing.

There's really only one way to find out if that's the case. The powers that brought you here certainly aren't going to give anyone a straight answer.

So, Titled: welcome to Week 2.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]


((OoC: Welcome to Week 2! Remember to do your memory regains and your activity check!))

Comments

[socialhacktivist]

Oh! Got it!

[She got it! Five second rule and all. It's fine.]

[carries_war]

[It's black faux-leather, anyway, so all it needs is a good dusting off. It's definitely doing better than his pride.]

Oops...thanks.

[Good news is, everything else can be more or less balled up, so he manages to keep hold of the rest while he gets the gun in a position where he can carry it.]

[socialhacktivist]

Don't worry about it. I'll hang on to it.

[Just to be safe. She'll dust it off too, because that's easy enough. It seems like decent quality stuff.]

[carries_war]

[Not just decent, it's really good quality. Whoever payed for this either saved up for a splurge or has money to burn.]

Alright. I'm in room twelve, if you haven't seen me going in or out yet.