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

[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.]