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

[otherworldlyking]

[ He'll yawn...what a thing to wake up to. This trial was going to be an extra pain in the ass? ]

...Whatever.

[carryabigstick]

[...she should have just punched you when you came out the door.]

...I'm watching you. Just don't do anything that's going to mess up our investigation.

[otherworldlyking]

[ It's a strange thing to wrestle with how much he didn't care and genuine annoyance that they'll have to sit through the trial, but it wouldn't be the first time. ]

Do whatever you like. Though, you're probably not going to be able to keep much of an eye on me right now, anyway.

[ To prove his point he just walked right off just because he could. Classy. ]

[carryabigstick]

[.......as soon as she's finished checking out the site of her friend's death, she's coming back to supervise you. Just you watch.]

[otherworldlyking]

[ He will have the urge to be difficult but was it worth the effort. The big question because apparently two people are dead. ]