WEEK 5 INVESTIGATION

[killerwaves]

INVESTIGATION

Good Mourning. Unlike the previous weeks, there's no musical serenade to greet you, just the ambient sounds of the island and the stirrings of those you spent the night with, if you were the type to want company. For those of you on certain islands, the background thrum (and siren laments, for those unlucky) of the warp phenomenon may also have sung you to sleep; but will they sing you to waking? You know how this goes by now, so is anything on this of all mornings really comforting? And is everyone you spent the night with still with you...?

Indeed, the not-so-dulcet tones of the ever-present haze fill the morning; you may not want it accounted for, but here it is nevertheless.

(( OOC: Welcome to your final murder investigation, let's get this party started☆ ))

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[killerwaves]

[Looks like a reddish stain close to the door handle. It's on this side of the door.]

[gluttoning]

[Taking a pic of that, don't mind him.

How big is the stain? Is it over or under the handle? Is there anything on the handle itself, or any patterns left behind on the door (ex: like a handprint, shoeprint, or does it look like splattering)?]

[killerwaves]

[The stain is next to the handle and looks more like something was wiped there, or otherwise left in passing. It's not really clear enough to be a print of any kind; it does look like someone came through here a bit messily, though.]

[gluttoning]

[And this was on the inside portion of the door facing the interior of the snow room, right?

Anything on the other side of the door, or elsewhere in the entryway? He'll even look up.]

[killerwaves]

[Nothing particularly of note in the entryway, but there is a storage locker and the cold storage next door.]

[gluttoning]

[HE'S GONNA COME BACK FOR YOU MR SNOWMAN

Can he check the storage locker? Anything of note?]

[killerwaves]

[Well, there's one empty hanger in the locker. The rest of the coats in here look a bit in disarray -- unsurprisingly, someone has been in here.]

[gluttoning]

[Quickly checking through the remaining coats. Anything in the pockets? Any sign that any of these have been worn recently, or is it just the missing one?

Is there anything else in the locker, on the floor or the walls?]

[killerwaves]

[Only one coat is missing! Rifling through the pockets of the remaining coats will net him...

Ta-dah! A pair of bloody gloves that were shoved into the pocket on one of the coats. The majority of the blood is on the palm and fingers.

The rest of the locker looks pretty normal and nothing jumps out at him from the shadows.]

[gluttoning]

[Welp. Guess this coat is coming with him, because he doesn't want to mess with those without someone that's actually smart around. He will check to see if the gloves are something close to his size or if they are significantly smaller.

He'll set the coat with their bloody glove pockets aside to take a look at cold storage next. Anything noticeable from entering?]

[killerwaves]

[The gloves are certainly too small for Beel but not significantly smaller. They're around standard medium-large sized.

The cold storage seems to be undisturbed.]