Week 7 - May 18th

[cartesio]

Week 7: Investigation

The night comes and goes. Whether it's quiet is anyone's guess, but the sun rises as usual, though blocked partially by cloud.

The Sergeant's weekly endeavor destroy your reputation seems to have backfired. Another ghostly communication resulted in some emotional catharsis, for some of you. Perhaps there's the sense that things may be improving...

...But the threat to keep your loved ones here still hangs heavy in the air. It's not just your lives on the line, not anymore. That must be on everyone's minds. By sunset today, Cartesio's set to have a whole bunch of new residents, if the Sergeant has anything to say about it. On top of that, your deadline to receive a medal's almost up.

For that reason, despite the steps forward you've made this week, Friday's sunrise brings dread. What chances are there that all of you are still alive? Do you even want that, with the Sergeant's over your heads?

Whatever your feelings are, the town still beckons to you. Investigate, if you feel up to it.

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[cartesio]

[ On the gauze, yes. On the outsides of the kit, a little. Not inside. ]

[marmoron]

[Gotcha! He'll probably end up taking the kit for evidence tomorrow. Let's see what else is going on around poor Kinzie then!]

[cartesio]

[ Alright, so here we have something big. There's this...device. Someone's fashioned a bunch of things together...or at least, they did, before it got thoroughly wrecked by whatever happened here.

Looks like you've found where the shrapnel came from, in other words. You can see what parts made up this device, too, starting with...a thoroughly fucked up metal pipe. Like, very fucked up.. ]

[marmoron]

[....Oh. That sure is one fucked up pipe.

Does it have any traces of anything on it? He'll... reluctantly smell it if he has to. Since Kino isn't here.]

[cartesio]

[ There's the smell of fuel...but that should be obvious, given another part of the device is a pierced fuel tank.

It seems to have been ripped open by something rough and serrated. ]

[marmoron]

[Ok, that's pungent. Let's take a look at this fuel tank then. Roughly how big is the thing and how big is the tear? Are we talking like these pointy rocks might've done the trick or something bigger?]

[cartesio]

[ It's a decent size. Like, you could carry it, but it'd be a bit of a huff to do so. In any case, it looks like it, possibly. When whatever cut it did so, the canister kind of...well, it sort of looks a little like the pipe does, but smaller. ]

[marmoron]

[So everything is in rough shap then. Hrm.

Any sign of a detonator or an accelerator around to set this contraption off?]

[cartesio]

[ Nothing. There is one more piece to it, though. A compressed air canister, which is slightly charred and empty. ]

[marmoron]

[Hmmmm. Alright then. So we have all the components of this device. Anything else in the vicinity to note?]

[cartesio]

[ Just one more thing close by, and then you'll have to walk a bit for the last one.

A few feet from Kinzie's head, a hunting knife lays on the ground. ]

[marmoron]

[Ah, there we go! Is this hunting knife serrated?]

[cartesio]

[ You bet your space mullet it is. ]

[marmoron]

[Shh, leave the space mullet alone!

Is anything else on the knife? Blood, traces of fuel, Kinzie bits...]

[cartesio]

[ Yikes at that last one, but given this case's everything that's a valid question.

There's some blood and soot on the knife, but interestingly enough? Only on the hilt. ]

[marmoron]

[Nobody is excited about this,it's like the opposite of everyone winning a car....

Okay so blood and soot on the hilt, let's add this to the rapidly growing inventory.

...And I guess now is when he has to uh... decide what to do about That Thing Kinzie Owns before moving on to check out the rest of the area??

Maybe just.. gingerly use some gauze from the first aid kit to pick it up like it's literally going to bite his hand off and just dump it in the first aid kit and slam the thing closed again.

Yeah.

Time to check out the rest of the blast area then!]

[cartesio]

[ You suffer, so much, so endlessly, and we appreciate you, Keith.

Now, there's nothing else in the blast area that you haven't looked in on, but you can see something in the direction of the pharmacy. Still close enough to the lodge, but a little ways away. ]

[marmoron]

[Alright, time for a walk in that general direction then! What do we have here.....]

[cartesio]

[ Possibly the most innocent piece of evidence so far: a bundle of rope. ]

[marmoron]

[...is it a clean piece of rope though is the question, really.

Any traces of blood or other suspiciousness?]

[cartesio]

[ It's a clean bundle of rope! Genuinely, the rope seems the most out of place thing in this hellscape. ]