[Mafia] The Aurora Project - [END]

[Caret]

[VOID]

[Oggy123]

"Morning... is everyone okay?"

> Who has died?

[Magolor]

> corpse moment

Hmm. Opening the doors, you reflect on all those lost. A lot of empty rooms, seemingly lifeless, despite the vestiges of those who only recently occupied the rooms... Huh. One of the doors is locked.

[KungFuCutbug]

> break down the door

[Magolor]

ok so I looked away whoops

>break the door

It takes some effort, but eventually, the door snaps open.

There's snow everywhere, right around where a certain Poke-friend would be.

In plain English, that means... Bow is dead, buried in rather melted snow under a tomb of more.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...

...Sherry's arms drop limply to her sides as she stands there, staring at Bow's corpse with a vacant, shell-shocked expression on her face. I think she needs a minute.]

[Oggy123]

"Nani?"

"I'm gonna miss you, little creature..." said Nintendo, sadly.

[Magolor]

"..."

Unsure how to proceed, the Pianist lets you guys have your angst before messing with the body. In lieu, she's writing a mental note of how many things to yell at Heeko and complain to her friends about later.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Voi looks at Bow. She looks...much, much angrier than usual.


This...this should not have happened! And I know it! I know this should have been impossible! This...this shit shouldn'tve happened ever! It's actually impossible-

[KungFuCutbug]

[Sherry raises her eyebrow at Voi.] "Aye? Like... physically impossible? Whaddaya mean?"

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Voi looks at Sherry.

Because I fucking saw Bow last night. Still breathing. She had the telltale signs of heat loss, but she was still alive. Everyone here has heat loss sometimes. It gets dangerously low, and I move in and help them out. Same thing when others get hurt. I...I may not be good at everything, as surprising as it may seem, but. I know how to deal with fucking hypothermia. And other injuries. Dealt with it a few times back in Helium. Provided her with a couple of insta-docs I got from the city after...long fucking story. She seemed fine. It was always usually enough to deal with minor injuries like that!

And yet! Here she is! A fucking cold corpse on the ground. What...I'm supposed to be the goddamn Medic here! I've done it a million times-why didn't it work now?! Why didn't it work-did I glitch out? A flaw in the system-what happened?!

[KungFuCutbug]

"...If what you're saying is right, and you're the medic... Then I think the last of the traitors might've actively came after you and sabotaged your medical equipment and shit. Basically blocked you."

[Sherry looks at Bow's corpse again and grimaces.] "And if that's the case—if they swooped in and made you unable to save Bow—that gives us all the more reason to find the killer, aye? To avenge her and to set right what went wrong with you!"

[Oggy123]

"Point is, we gotta start finding out who's responsible before more of us gets hurt!"

> Are there any clues in the room?

[KungFuCutbug]

"We are literally so close to the end here! If we find the last of those murderous fucktarts and get rid of 'em, we'll finally be free from this cold, frozen hellhole! And if we don't..." [A pause as Sherry's facial expression briefly darkens, before she shakes herself out of it.] "No. No, we will. We have to. For Bow, for Voi, FOR EVERYONE!"

> INVESTIGATE THE CORPSE!

[Magolor]

> any more clues?

Well, the snow is a pretty big clue. Where did it come from, you ask? It's not that hard to find out.

The window seems to have a bit of snow on its sill—but on on the track itself! Whatever that means, you can guess.

Last but not least, the Pianist herself goes up to the body.

"Hmm... even if it's soggy..."

She pulls out what used to be investigative notes. No use now, it seems.

"She was an Investigator too. Just great!"

She slams the soggy remains away from the snow, then leans in the corner again. Watching.

[MadameButterflyKnife]

>wait, is the window open? i just wanna double check

[Magolor]

> open?

yeah it actually is disregard any other signs

[KungFuCutbug]

> stick your head out the window—anything of note outside? footprints, things that could've been used to shovel the snow in, etc.

[wingedcatgirl]

Late as fuck, Dubhe finally drifts out of its bedroom, looking bleary-eyed. It quickly catches up on what happened and prepares to assist in the investigation by >investigating Bow's door and figuring out why it was locked

[Magolor]

> footprints

There seem to be a few light remains of a pair, next to where a large amount of snow seems missing. The continued precipitation seems to have covered any other tracks... wait, why does this situation seem familiar?

> door

Some generic tampering with the knob made it stop turning, probably just a chair or something.

[KungFuCutbug]

> investigate the two footprints that you can see. do they look human-sized or closer to what like, Nintendo would have

[MadameButterflyKnife]

Dubhe and Nintendo can both float, last I fuckin checked. With the whole ice cream thing. Then again, too obvious and all that shit...

>check the attic; is the window open up there?

[KungFuCutbug]

"Demasiado obvio indeed. There's a few footprints here. They could've walked here on foot to throw us off, aye?"

[Magolor]

> footprints

well, they're footprints. Human-ish, I guess, so maybe you can count Nintendo out.

> attic window

not sure how to respond to this; indicating there's any evidence here might implicate the one in it or something!

Either way, there's probably no tampering with it.

[KungFuCutbug]

[...Sherry briefly winces and clutches the side of her head. Ack, now is not the time for her to be getting a random migraine.]

> what size are they? child-sized, adult-sized, etc?