T̴H͠E̶̡̢ ̴F̶̴Í̸RŞ̴͠T̵͞ ͟I̵N͟͡͝V̕͠ES̶͝T̸IG҉͝A̡͠T̡IO҉̶͢N͏

[strangerpeople]

T̷́H̸̀͢E ̵̛F҉ÌRS̷̢̧T̸͜ ͘͜I͠N͞V́E҉S̀͜T͜I͡G̸̶A͏҉T͠I̢̛Ǫ̵N͏͝

[Good morning, Strangers.

How do you all feel today? Sad? Confused? Worried? Well, that's not the Hosts' problem. You guys are the ones being stubborn and obstinate, after all. In any case, it's time for all of you to get up and start moving.

It's Friday. Maybe you'll luck out and everyone's alive. But there's only one way to find out.]

Comments

[illusionarymelody]

I'm not leaving you alone to do this. Can't protect me if you leave me here, right?

[She'll give him a quick kiss, but then she's going to get dressed. Definitely can't go out in her current not clothed state.]

[backuphero]

[Why is literally every woman in his life so determined?]

There was - something up the block. Karma was headed next door, looked like he was following a trail. I don't want you to have to see this.

[But... right, actual clothes, not just boxers and a robe that isn't his. That's gotta happen.]

[illusionarymelody]

Then we look elsewhere. See if someone stole weapons or tried to dispose of evidence. I'm better at figuring that stuff out anyhow.