THE FIRST VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

THE FIRST VICTIM

[Friday morning is quiet enough.

Everything seems to be normal, as before. Normal and boring, even with the strange things happening around the Depths. After all, no one's killed yet. Why would they? Surely something as ridiculous as a weird fruit and a fleeting promise wouldn't provoke anyone to kill to see if something like that was actually true, right?

Right?

Still, if anyone was worried, they would at least feel justified at being tense. People were told to kill another in return for the safety and life of a loved one, after all. And it included a way out for someone who succeeded in getting away with it. There may be someone more than willing to kill for that chance.

And that's when you don't consider the two empty rooms, one of which was opened and resulted in more strange things happening. And what happened last week? It hasn't been solved, has it? And no one expected that.




Perhaps it's a thought to look around to make sure there's nothing off this morning.

Certainly, it couldn't hurt.]

Comments

[strangerpeople]

[Well, I mean that is appropriate.

Why not take a closer look at the writing desk? It couldn't hurt to try.]

[poorlovefool]

[So Eric is just ... quietly freaking out now that the Order 7 is up, but spotting the SUSPICIOUS SKELETON off in a room he's just going to poke his head in and yell]

H-Hey! What're you doing in there all by yourself, huh?

[He obviously needs to keep an eye on him so he doesn't mess everything up!

Though wow, this place already looks pretty messed up. Maybe he is too late!]

[defriendestration]

I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IT WAS A MESS WHEN I GOT HERE!

[H E L P]

[poorlovefool]

[but does he want Eric to help him or does he want someone to help him get rid of Eric?!]

Oh yeah? If you really weren't messing around in here, then what'd you find?

[defriendestration]

[THIS US A FRAME UP A FRAAAAAME UUUUUP]

A MESS!!!!!!

[poorlovefool]

[He does not facepalm, but he is tempted to.]

Why do I even bother... all right, I'm going to take a look. No funny business, you got it?

[If the skeleton did it there's bound to be proof anyway. He heads towards the mess, before his eyes fall on the desk. What is that?]

[strangerpeople]

[Good boy, search for clues! Such as the scratches on the desk and seats.

Not to mention a bit of a blood splatter. Ew.]

[poorlovefool]

The fuck?

[He was not expecting to find blood here of all places so that just blurts out. But where is the blood exactly, on the desk, or seat? And what kind of spatter at first glance?]

[defriendestration]

[UM

Papyrus is looking over, also looking very worried. That...what is that stuff??]

[strangerpeople]

[On the desk! As for the blood, it's a small size. But there's something weirder about it: like how the splatter just stops.

Not only that but where it stops, it makes an outline.]

[poorlovefool]

[At least it's not much blood, but the fact that there would be blood at all in this room makes him nervous - it certainly casts a new light on the mess in here, and that makes him shiver a bit.

An outline of what, though.]

[strangerpeople]

[So spoopy~! Actually, the outline seems to fit a sheet of paper...which isn't there.]

[poorlovefool]

[Um... okay. He'll probably have a look for that paper then, because a paper that's got blood on it has to have something interesting. Eric's glancing over his shoulder at the mess to see if it might have fallen over there.]

[defriendestration]

[He looks, and looks, and he's come to a conclusion.]

THERE WAS A RECTANGLE HERE!

[poorlovefool]

It's a writing desk, so that's probably paper. Did any of them fall over there?

[defriendestration]

NYEH-HEH-HEH! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL CHECK!

[.....Are there any papers that fell off the desk?]

[strangerpeople]

[Nope!

Y'all did good in here. If you got any questions left, let me know otherwise, this room is CLEAR.]

[poorlovefool]

Guess not.

[HEY IF THE NARRATOR SAYS WE GOOD, WE GOOD. Then he'll just ask a pertinent question here.]

By the way, Papyrus. Do you bleed?

[defriendestration]

NYEH!!? WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT??

[poorlovefool]

Is that a no?

[defriendestration]

OF COURSE NOT!!

[poorlovefool]

I see... so if you were fighting someone in here, there wouldn't be any trace of that from you, huh?