I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

[strangerpeople]

AND THOUGH THE NEWS WAS RATHER SAD

[Good morning, (good morning, good,) Strangers.

The countdown has been steadily ticking since Tuesday, and despite the crowded nature of the house making it a couple degrees warmer than it might otherwise be, the looming threat hangs cold.

There's a certain disquiet in the air as morning dawns on the residents of 15 Maple Lane – not that anyone would be able to tell, with the darkness of Pluto, of all places hanging outside.

Maybe it's just you? Or maybe there's something up with that? Only one way to find out...]

Comments

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Hi, Lala. He's ok with this!]

[touchsensors]

[THAT'S GOOD BECAUSE APPARENTLY THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY TO FIND SOMETHING NOT TO BE OKAY WITH]

I'll just tag here before the investigation

[whatsmytalentagain]

[You mean the trail of blood at the bottom of the stairs and the commotion coming from the living room?

... Ah hell. He's motioning for Lala to wait so he can get his notebook.]

A body's been discovered. Go warn the other folks upstairs.

[She doesn't need to see that...]

[touchsensors]

[...oh.

Yeah, Lala's just gonna.

Turn around and go back upstairs.]

...lun.

[(and then apparently come back down and investigate)]