week 5

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 5
[Five weeks, three trials, seven deaths and thirteen performers left.

Monday the opera house has been cleaned top to bottom of any leftover traces of Halloween. No pumpkins, no cobwebs, no cheesy paper skeletons, not even a hint that there the decorations has been there in the first place. There's a slight chill in the air this week, like someone forgot to shut off the air conditioning on for a bit too long. Luckily there are plenty of sweaters in the costume room should the performers get chilly. Three more doors are lacking in their appropriate stars now but, as with Hime's, Eliza and Darla's doors have different stars stuck tight to them with different names on them.

The door on in the third floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Enjoy your week, everyone.]


[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

[ooc: put in your memories and get in your activity, lovelies, and let's have a stellar week.]

Comments

[stagemanagers]

[It's a note, written in very neat, flourishing cursive.

If you found this key, I'm probably dead. Congratulations on not being completely wrong at the trial. We locked these away to prevent more issues like before. Let's keep it that way and avoid another problem like the "good" Dr. Furter.

- J.I.

Dictated by A. Burr]

[solomonjihad]

...Billy, look at this!

[inforapenny]

Huh?

[Sorry he was fucking rejoicing over the power tools]

What'd you find?

[solomonjihad]

This.

[She hands him the note.]

This J.I....whoever this is, I think they were the ones who lived in Valjean's room. And they locked this room up somehow.

[inforapenny]

...I'm really not liking all these signs that there was another of these shows before us.

[solomonjihad]

...I know. There's not much we can do about it, though. But to keep looking.

[So...did this mean someone...used power tools to kill someone?]

[inforapenny]

[Billy's going to go back over to the power tools to have another (closer) look. In all the drill bits and various power tools, do any of them have anything that looks like dried blood or tissue?]

[stagemanagers]

[mmmMMMMMM that sure is a lot of crusty, dried blood on one of the very long drill bits on a power drill.]

[inforapenny]

[INTERNALLY SCREAMING TBH.]

W-well I, uh... I think I...

[yeah no there are no words.

Also he sure ain't touching it.]

[solomonjihad]

...

Oh.

[W O W no one cleaned these tools after they were used to kill someone. That is...

She's not touching that either.]

M-maybe we should...look in another part of the room!