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theairlock2018-03-30 12:55 pm
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The Seventh Investigation
[One last time
Come on, let’s find a body
One last time
We're gonna find that corpse
And then they'll teach us how to say goodbye, to say goodbye]
Come on, let’s find a body
One last time
We're gonna find that corpse
And then they'll teach us how to say goodbye, to say goodbye]

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Okay for real though, in emerging from room 11, is there anything immediately of note in the surrounding area? Because if not Jane is going to sleepily go get some breakfast.]
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Morning.
Let's go get some coffee.]
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Good morning.
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No? Okay.
On her emergence from her room, Pyrrha checks to see if anything is immediately wrong. If not, she's heading to the resturant to check there.]
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Post Investigation
Church. I would like to take you up on that shower offer now.
[...what]
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No, he's not here, everything is fine.]
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But as you're entering, you may notice that someone is in Concourse 1.]
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Investigation Start
CASE FILE
Victim: Noctis Lucis Caelum
Location of body: Concourse 1, Gate 16
Estimated time of death: 1:14 AM
Cause of death: Cardiac stab wound
Wound diagram.
Clue Count
Concourse 1 - 11/11
- And the crown it weighs heavy
- 'Till it's banging on my eyelids
- Retreating in covers and closing the curtains
- One thing's for certain, oh
- A year like this passes so strangely
- Somewhere between sorrow and bliss
- Oh, who decides from where up high?
- I couldn't say I need more time
- Oh, grant that I can stay the night
- Or one more day inside this life
- Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Garden - 2/2
- Never enough
- Oh, you wondrous creature
Infirmary - 1/1
- Coming up who we are
Laundry Room - 4/4
- 'Cause I'm retreating in covers and closing the curtains
- One thing's for certain, oh
- A year like this passes so strangely
- Somewhere between sorrow and bliss
Concourse 1
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AREA CLEAR
Garden
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AREA CLEAR
Infirmary
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Okay, Yurika's got to stay calm. She walks briskly to the infirmary just in case anyone else got injured. Anything out of place?]
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Laundry Room
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Oh God what?! Noctis...Noctis was dead? The first person she began to trust in the mall, who was always so kind, they made cake together and he was...
Oh fuck. Fuck. No, no, she needs. She can't, she needs some time. Jane books it from the Information Desk to the laundry room, abandoning her coffee in the process, and trips and falls to her knees once she reaches the room.]
Augh-!
[Fuck. Fuck. Someone had done it again, someone had...there were so few of them left, they couldn't keep whittling down like this, they were finally remembering the truth and...!
Give Jane a minute to breathe before she looks up to do a sweep of the laundry room. Anything immediately out of place in here?]
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AREA CLEAR