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[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

[unwittingking]

[Yeah, figures, since he had to move his shirt to see it.

Okay, then there's only one other thing to look at, right? The forearm injury? Or is there something else here that everyone missed because dead body?]

EVIDENCE (part of body)

[strangerpeople]

[Well, it’s also a bruise.

Congrats, you have...uh, scouted the body out. Probably should check around it too, if only to get the gross smell out of your sensitive doggo nostrils.]

[unwittingking]

[He's going to the showers after the trial to get rid of it. Any soap smell is better than this...

Alright, he's just going to do a general look around of the place. Anything here that isn't the body? Like maybe a written apology from the culprit? Or are they not that lucky?]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[No apologies, but there is a bloody knife nearby.]

[unwittingking]

Of course there's a knife here...

[smh...

What type of knife? Kitchen or combat? Or maybe switchblade? Whatever the case, he's picking it up (carefully) and examining it. Anything off about it, other than the obvious?]

[katzenpfote]

[Caleb tears off a strip of bandage and hands it to King.]

So you do not have to touch it.

[unwittingking]

Right, thanks.

['I owe you some bandages later,' King thinks as he uses the bandages to pick up the knife. May not be able to get fingerprints, but he probably shouldn't touch it directly still.]

[strangerpeople]

[Well, it's blade is bloody, but it's also not a large knife. It is clearly a combat-use knife, however.]

[unwittingking]

[Alright, so probably your standard murder knife from the weapon storage room. Cool, cool.

Anything else close by? Or is time to go to the kitchen so that they can all at least get some food before the trial?]

[strangerpeople]

[There is something else nearby, a few feet away.]

[unwittingking]

[Oh, yippee! Two things to bring to trial...maybe.

He'll go over and pick it up, if he can. What's he looking at here?]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[A taser.]

[unwittingking]

[…huh.

Does it work?]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[Nope. It's run out of power.]

[unwittingking]

[Weird, but okay.

Anything special about it? Or can he put these in the evidence and get food for everyone now?]

[strangerpeople]

[No, nothing else special. You're good to go, King!]

[unwittingking]

[Awesome, hope everyone likes sand-flavored pills.]