( INVESTIGATION - WEEK 4 )

[abhoth]

Promptly at 7:59 AM, all residents will wake up as if it was any other morning. There's the usual hum from the air conditioner units and the sound of harsh wind blowing against the windows. While the sun may not have ever set, there's no reason to doubt it's time to get up and greet the brand new day. Despite the usual cold clinging to the residents' skin, it seems like any other Friday morning. Or, at least, it does — until it suddenly isn't. A large, deafening explosion will rock the motel seconds before 8:00 AM, drowning out the sound of the grandfather clocks and threatening to break the building in half. Those on the motel's west wing will feel the tremors with greater strength, their ears ringing from the volume of the explosion, and just when the walls and ceilings begin to crack... A translucent shimmer coats every room from top to bottom, almost like a shield to keep the structure from falling apart. Now, it's time to see what surprises lay in wait for the survivors. Welcome to the investigation log! Please put the name of the location your character will be exploring in the subject header. If you plan on grouping up with someone else for a location, we ask that you keep it to 2-3 characters maximum. Once you're all set and ready to rumble, mods will be here to provide evidence if found and set the scene for investigation events. Happy body hunting! ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[abhoth]

[ It seems to be a room key - the tag reads Room 105. ]

[abhoth]

[ Don't worry, a faceless man will lift up Andersen by his ankles and shake the key out later.

I don't know, is there something else to check out? There's the patio furniture, the shed, the grill... take your pick. ]

[abhoth]

[ Everything is perfectly fine with the patio furniture and the grill!

But the shed — from first opening it, he'll notice there is only one bottle of lighter fluid left. Weird, huh? The stack of matches that were to the left of the bottles are missing.

Look further? ]

[abhoth]

[ It's a full bottle, but a lonely bottle.

As he begins to leave, he'll notice two things: there's a shocking lack of grilling supplies. No charcoal or prongs/forks for flipping delicious meats! Was someone planning a BBQ?

His focus on the shed earns him something: he can eagle-eye spot a dark strand of hair between supplies. ]

[abhoth]

[ Nothing fancy, just some inflatable pool noodles and chlorine.

Nothing else! ]