THE FIRST INVESTIGATION

[strangerpeople]

THE FIRST INVESTIGATION

[Friday morning dawns. It's a surprisingly brisk day; the winds are cold outside, and the sky is dark with its lack of sky. Well, a normal sky that one would be used to, at least.

The rats can be heard scurrying to and forth, in the walls. All seems to be as normal as it can be, this morning.]

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[awitchdidit]

H...ha...ow...of course. Someone fell to temptation.

[Beatrice shakes her hands out and steps back from the body, noticing the apparent fucking crowd in the dining car now.]

You all might want to get some rubber gloves if we're going to investigate.