Final Investigation

[petoskeymods]

FINAL INVESTIGATION

Friday starts as usual, with everyone waking up and starting to move about. The morning is cool, with the last bits of the night's dew starting to evaporate in the early sunlight. But as the living campers start to move about, they will notice two important details:

One: the zombie campers are nowhere to be found.

Two: there is a note pinned to the front door of the lodge that reads "It's time. Investigate the camp, find out the truth. Why are you here, and what do you need to do to leave? We will be at the campfire tomorrow at noon."

Well then. It's time to get to work.

BASE EVIDENCE: ???
CAMPERS REMAINING: 7


REMEMBER: every living camper needs 15 comments minimum in this post to qualify for 'good end'!

Comments

[homeecspacecop]

[That's when we opened the door, Chuuta!]

[Drew says, as Chuuta leans back with a little yelp of surprise.]

What do we say?

[fallbymyhands]

[DOG. . .]

We should respond as Red would, just in case. Perhaps simply say "hello" in response?

[soylentprotag]

Dog... was in her phone. I think she was friendly with them. It should be okay.

[Lenka’s really just trying to reassure everyone because to be frank, Fenrir somehow still operated on e-mails despite being an international futuristic scientific paramilitary organization with enough bioweapons to take over the world. Hm. The point is, he does not know how to wield an instant messenger.]

Just, ah, keep it simple?

[Time for ecats-style Red RP.]

[homeecspacecop]

[OKAY HE CAN HANDLE THIS]

Hi

[petoskeymods]

How is everyone doing over there?

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta! Drew wants to answer!]

Huh? You can't type.

[Just type what Drew says!]

... okay.

[So, he does.]

As well as can be expected. How are things on your end?

[He doesn't send it yet, waiting for Mitsuru and Lenka's opinions.]

[petoskeymods]

I can't complain. They treat me well here. Better than most.

I am sorry for that, by the way. Talking alone does not seem to be working. Action may need to be taken.

[Yes, that is sent without Chuuta sending his response.]

[fallbymyhands]

[. . . . . . . UH]

Are we-- [she jerks away from the computer, hand immediately going to the hilt of her sword as she examines the room]

We're being watched.

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka nods, and although he doesn’t immediately go for his weapon the way Mitsuru does (they are a bit in close quarters for that), there’s new tension running through his frame, watchful and unhappy.]

We’ve always been watched. Even here. But...

[Does that mean Dog is now talking directly to them? What’s the purpose of this? He straightens a little and looks around the room.]

Are you talking to Red? Or to us?

[Chuuta-and-Drew are free to continue Red text RP while Lenka talks to thin air...]

[petoskeymods]

Just the three of you right now.

I would say 'four' but I can't hear the fourth.

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta yelps a little at the text and pulls his hands away from the keyboard.]

We can't hear you either. [He snaps back, a little too quickly but... well, whoever Dog is caught them all off guard.]

Who are you?

[fallbymyhands]

[UNSURE. . .]

And do you wish to help us?

[soylentprotag]

[At this point Lenka doesn’t know where to look, and it feels a little silly just talking to the ceiling, so he’ll direct his attention back to the chat window in full. He’ll still be speaking aloud, though.]

You’ve been watching the camp.

[petoskeymods]

Not the whole time. Red is a dear friend of mine, and I peek in on her sometimes.

She talks to me, you know. About all of you, and how unfair this all is.

I do agree with her but what I can do about it has always been limited.

Perhaps it is time for me to act, though.

[homeecspacecop]

[No answer for him, which just makes Chuuta more annoyed. But he holds that annoyance in for a moment and listens to Drew.]

[Ask him what he's going to do?]

What are you going to do? And how can we help you?

[fallbymyhands]

[Mitsuru notices that he doesn't answer Chuuta's question. so she reiterates]

And can you give us your name?

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka figures the other two have the questioning more or less covered. And overall, he’s never been particularly good with the interrogation side of things. Trials, recon, all kinds of things. Instead:]

We want to help Red, and all those who have passed through this camp. If you can do anything...

There are three days left.

[petoskeymods]

You all are doing a fine effort so far.

I'm very proud of you for keeping your spirits up despite your situation.

Those of you who are currently alive should be fine. Red and Archer want to help you.

It's the dead you will need to help the most now.

[homeecspacecop]

He still won't tell us what his name is. [Chuuta says, with a glance at Mitsuru.

Then, a little bit louder.]

How do you think we can help the dead?

[fallbymyhands]

[HM. SUSPECT. but if Chuuta lets it slide, then Mitsuru will as well]

We know they need new bodies. We know the organization has the ability to transfer souls into new bodies. We had intended to negotiate with them in order to discuss the terms of this potential arrangement, but we need an audience with them first.

[soylentprotag]

Yes. I think what we need to do most is help the dead, and the one holding them.

[Mitsuru has covered most of what they have, in terms of a plan, but it still doesn’t feel quite enough. He’s sure there will be pieces tomorrow, if yet another trial of some kind — a final trial — follows this strange investigation, but there’s no way to tell where Dog fits into this huge puzzle yet.]

I know Archer is probably a part of that plan. What else can you tell us?

[petoskeymods]

I can tell you that you're on the right track right now.

Just look for a sign. Your friends aren't gone, even if their bodies are.

We'll be in contact later, I'm sure of it.

Good luck! :)

['Dog' will not respond after this. It seems like it's time to look at something else.]

[homeecspacecop]

That wasn't very helpful... [Chuuta mutters, mostly under his breath, and then goes back to poking around the computer.

How about those interview files?]

[fallbymyhands]

I find it reassuring to know we're on the right path.

[some of the tension seeps from her shoulders. she's relieved!]

[soylentprotag]

They might be limited in what information they can give. The way Red is.

[The way Archer probably is too, but he’s a dick about it so he doesn’t get a pass. Hm.]

We might meet them soon, if they’re willing to act

[The curiosity really is terrible, but sometimes you have to let sleeping dogs lie. So. Yeah, how about those interview files?]