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second trial
[As the investigation ends, you'll hear Hester's voice inviting you to the auditorium. As this happens, the twin doors on either side of the concession stand, across from the gym, will click open. You can enter on either side; both go to the same place.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name. Elisabeth and Connor have joined Mumble in having theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. the Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. Her dress this week is a purple monstrosity, more akin to a voluminous prom dress than the simple outfits she usually wears.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your second trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Connor. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name. Elisabeth and Connor have joined Mumble in having theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. the Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. Her dress this week is a purple monstrosity, more akin to a voluminous prom dress than the simple outfits she usually wears.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your second trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Connor. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
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[He'll shake if a few times before walking over and handing it to Varian.]
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[He takes the bottle, carefully turning it over in his hand. Luckily, that word is currently burned into his brain.]
I went back to the Nurse's Office, and it looked like someone had been there. There wasn't any blood or anything like that, but the pill bottles and pain killers had been rifled through. It didn't look like anything was missing...
But I checked the supply list. A bottle of melatonin was missing from it.
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He just...wanted to sleep.
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Do you think he might have stayed there a while? Instead of coming back to the dorm to sleep?
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Mods (i'm sorry)
... I wonder what would happen if I tried breathing it.
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[Varian is so baffled he can't even speak for a moment.]
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...buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut now that both her hands are preoccupied with teen handholding hours it's just sitting there on the podium for... anyone to do whatever with. ]
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[How is this a query??]
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[Said oh so dryly.]
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[Angus doesn't like this line of thinking.]
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Is...there any way for us to tell how much there was used? I've been in the Nurse's Office a couple times, but I don't know to the exact number of how much of everything should be in there...someone else might have a better idea.
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Every week, every few days.
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I don't know much about melatonin, but if it's supposed to make you sleep...I imagine it's not a drug that could kill you, per-say.
[Anything could kill you, with the right dosage. But...]
It sounds like you'd have to use up most of this bottle for that. Otherwise...you're just going to be sleeping for a really long time.
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But it doesn't kill you. It knocks you out.
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Okay. I think that's going to be important to remember.
[If it's possible someone else is responsible for this...coming up on a sleeping Connor who had taken far too much melatonin would make him an easy target.]
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cw: suicide
cw: suicide, cont
cw: suicide, keeping this on just in case
cw: suicide, woohoo
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Mmhm. And even that can... take a little while.
It's a "safer" sleep aid.
[ does Rina know this or her insomnia addled player YOU DECIDE ]