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[Each inmate wakes up in a cell, with no memory of arriving there or of putting on the full body orange jumpsuit. There is a moderately chunky tablet wired into one of their arms, with dials on the side to flick through the different menus, including a limited note-taking function and a map

None of them are alone in their cells, either.

Whether they choose to leave their cell and explore or just stay and get to know their new roommate, it becomes clear that this place isn't anything like any of them have ever seen. For some, it's devoid of anything even remotely familiar. The door labeled Counselor's office is locked. The Counselor's office and the kitchen and mess hall all have placards stating hours when they're closed - or in the former's case, when "private office hours" will be held.

However they while away the next couple of hours, it seems like they're mostly alone on the ship. For a while, anyway.]

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[peopledieifkilled]

[ Shirou himself isn't all that eager to deal with the situation, but overhearing that is definitely the cause to raise some questions. Specifically... ]

Did you just say "again"? Did you go through something like this before?

[induality]

[Why doesn't she recognize any of these people? Does she actually know them? This boy looks like he could have been another forgotten classmate...]

Y-you. Do you know of a school called H-Hope's Peak?

[He should at least remember the name, right? Listen, she'll answer in due time but important things first.]

[peopledieifkilled]

I don't know a school like that. I'm from Homurahara Academy. [ Which he doubts anybody will recognize since Fuyuki isn't exactly a well named school. ] But why do you ask?

[induality]

[It's a Japanese school, that's about as much as she can tell. It's not one she's ever heard of. Which just makes this weirder.]

T-that's where the school life of mutual killing took place. It started just like this... passing out and ending up somewhere weird... hazy memories... Promising you can live there peacefully forever but then offering a way out to anyone who can murder and get away with it...

[The more she goes on, the more her words speed up. Talking about it is making her anxious again...]

[peopledieifkilled]

What...

[ Any further words die in his throat. Hearing this followed with the whole crimes thing, being in space jail. It's all too surreal. ]

Why would someone do something like that?

[induality]

S-some people will always be terrible. That person... w-wanted everyone to feel bottomless despair.

[Thinking about their conversation with her... listening to how messed up it all was... ugh.]

Wh-who knows what it'll be this time.

[peopledieifkilled]

Despair...

[ The word is on his tongue before he can stop himself, the emotions whirling in his chest. ]

Let's just hope this isn't the same situation. Because if it is, I'm going to find a way to get everyone out of here safely.

[induality]

Last time... we all had something in common. We were all elites that went to the same school. B-but there's only one person I know here. There should be something... s-some reason why we're here.

[If she'd looked at the profiles she'd have figured it out, but unfortunately she hasn't yet.]

[peopledieifkilled]

The only thing that I've seen are these "crimes" that were written, but...

[induality]

[It occurs to her a bit late that he reminds her of someone. Find a way to get everyone out of here safely, huh...

Her mind immediately crashes back into the present.]

Wh-where did you see something like that?!

[If they wrote about "her".....]

[peopledieifkilled]

It was on these things. [ Shirou gestures at the PIP on his left hand. ]

[induality]

[To verify, Fukawa quickly flips through the weird menus to look at her own. It doesn't outright say anything but... seeing the worst of Syo's crimes listed there is practically worse.]

Th-these can't be right...

[Not only because of that but she knows she didn't work with the Future Foundation on anything.]

[peopledieifkilled]

.... Is there something wrong with yours?

[induality]

T-the occupation for starters. I'm a student and a writer. I-I don't have any affiliation with the Future Foundation.

[Whatever that is. Sounds like post-apocalypse stuff that's... probably not actually made up. But she isn't with them???]

[peopledieifkilled]

Huh... I wouldn't even know what a "Future Foundation" even is.

[induality]

P-presumably they're cleaning up the mess the city's in right now.

[Country? World?? She doesn't know yet. She hasn't had an opportunity to enjoy(???) her freedom and she's pretty sure she never will now.]

Hope's Peak wasn't the o-only place that woman's despair took root.

[But she doesn't. Really want to talk more about that unless asked. SO.]

W-what about yours?

[She gets as far as "killed King Arthur" and stops. N o p e.]

These are s-so stupid.

[peopledieifkilled]

I'm a part timer at several jobs, but... I'm just a student.

[ He does the work so he can have money to help others. At least, that's the plan. ]

I agree that they're stupid, though.

[induality]

Th-they could just be trying to upset us.

[Some of the profiles do look like they're trying to.]

[peopledieifkilled]

That might be possible... but for what reason?

[induality]

They know we're already on edge just being here. M-maybe they just want our group to devolve into chaos.

[peopledieifkilled]

... If it does, I'll stop them.

[induality]

J-just how are you planning to do that?

[peopledieifkilled]

I don't know yet.

[ He clenches his fists by his sides, however. ]

But I plan on doing it, because I plan on being a hero of justice. I won't let anybody get hurt.

[induality]

Wh--

[Oh no. Oh noooooo. Is this kid for real?!?!?]

H-how can you say something like that with a straight face?

[peopledieifkilled]

[ Because it's the only reason I keep on living, he thinks to himself, but doesn't say. ]

It's my dream, that's why. [ That's also true. It's not a lie. ]