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[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[The unfortunate death, and subsequent execution, has no doubt weighed on everyone's minds since. The dam has burst, and now, the idea that someone may kill another in this place is not just a possibility anymore. It is reality, and a very terrifying reality at that.

Yet, there is a strange side effect to the murder's aftermath. When the Titled go to sleep on Saturday evening, they will dream, even if they don't normally do so. When they wake up, their dream stays with them, and a thought comes to everyone. A realization.

Their dream had been a memory they lost. Now, they have it back, as if they had never lost it.

Nor is that the only change. They also feel just a little more confident in their power. Confident enough that they find that their ability has evolved to become stronger. Whether that's a good or a bad thing, well...

Soon enough, too, the Titled's phones start pinging, and when they open up their LIME app, they receive a simple message:]

Your Mall Map has been updated!

[And indeed, those who go to check the Food Court will find an elevator on the eastern end which leads to a brand new wing that had previously been obscured by the barrier.

Dio and Wake's information is also slightly different from before on the LIME app, but...maybe it's best not to think about it. Last week had been...disheartening.

Hopefully, this week will be better, right? Surely, this week, temptation won't win out again....right?

Well.

There's only one way to find out.


Welcome to Week 2, Titled.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.

This week's crab is Dungeness.]

Comments

Videax 9000

[thegreenhornet]

If you break it you pay it.

[With your virtual mall money so it doesn't really matter, but hey, it's the principle of the matter!]

[eyesofdespair]

I'd be fine with being shown how it actually works. I'd just rather know all this stuff we're just assumed to know and doesn't exist where I come from.

[thegreenhornet]

It's not that difficult, just stick the disk until it fits. You'll get the hang of it.

[He crosses his arms, watching. Looks like he's not really going to try to help]

[eyesofdespair]

[Why does that somehow sound a lot more dirty than it should?]

And which way should it go?

[He's definitely holding it upside down, and also not by the edges.]

[thegreenhornet]

[Haha, yeah, Britt says a lot of accidentally dirty stuff. Looks like being kidnapped doesn't make it stop!]

Shiny side down. If it still work, you already put your fingers all over that thing. What's up with that, you never had one of these before?

[eyesofdespair]

Not at all. Definitely didn't know that a radio could be used to murder someone, honestly still don't even know what one is.

[Like obviously he's not supposed to touch certain parts. But he'll flip it so the shiny side is down. Now he's supposed to shove it in, right? Okay, so then what after doing that?]

[thegreenhornet]

A radio is a small box where people can hear music from. Oh, but there aren't tiny little men in them, it's more like someone can talk from somewhere away and it sounds through there.

[You could afford to sound less condescending, Britt, please. What he says next doesn't help:]

Press the button.

[There's more than one button, Britt]