Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[goteachother]

[She sighs, thinking back on his date with Chruch too. He couldn't be all bad, somehow, somewhere, she knew that.

He still unsettled her. It was like being in the room with Grin-

Mr. Graves

She has this awful epiphany and completely derails their conversation, sorry Clarith.]

I think my sister's boss is an imposter! [She's been trying to piece this together for two weeks. Apparently she just needed to be in the same room as another sociopath.]

[desperateprayer]

Eh?

[ WHAT IS GOING ON QUEENIE SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND. ]

[goteachother]

My memories... everythin's been so balled up. Mr. Graves hidin things, demoting her... last week. She- she was just doin her job and he was gonna have her and Newt executed. He's been so-

[She's torn between absolute horror and awe at the man's skill.]

He ain' Mr. Graves... He can't be. He's-

He's gotta.... be....

Grindelwald!?