Seven days have passed. Quite peaceful days, almost too peaceful. The town has welcomed you, excited to see tourists for the first time in many, many,
many years. Some may have liked the peace, others may have been annoyed by it, but it was undeniable Cartesio seemed like such a nice and safe place it was hard to believe you had been told to kill each other.
But the threat is still up in the air. What's more: how much patience does the Sergeant have left?
Every time you take a look into the Lodge, you see the Sergeant. Lately he's looking more and more annoyed. Even though you can't see his face, you can feel he's getting frustrated. How long will it be before he lashes out and does something about these peaceful days?
Nobody in the town could suspect the harrowing times that'd befall Cartesio.
When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find
new maps in the map rack and brochures on the table, showing places you hadn't noticed in the town before. Enjoy!
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While she's out, she makes her way to the park, where she oddly does not seem very interested in her surroundings. She's lost in thought, looking at a stone she's holding, a crystal with little flecks in it. It looks like something fairly ordinary, if pretty, but it's clearly caught her interest.
Eventually she makes her way to the hunting shop, where she looks over things some more. Her attention is eventually drawn to a Swiss Army type pocketknife, which she examines carefully, trying out each of the little tools.]