[Mafia] Your Final Frontier: Go 4th and perish!

[TenOfSwords13]

I'm not going to get any sleep like this. I'd doubt that many others would, either. I'll probably take that room, at least for tonight, keep an eye on things, make sure no evidence gets stuffed through there.

[PointMaid]

If you're honest... I wish you well on that... you might just fall asleep despite yourself, though, so I'd check it in the morning to be sure.

[TenOfSwords13]

I have plans for that... I wonder if this place has any Red Rex... or coffee.

Coelasilat then returns to the kitchen, to >look for caffeinated beverages.

[GoldenCityBird]

At this point, Dan's just too jaded to even bother exploring. In his eyes, at least, nothing of note is happening. "This is just pointless," he utters.

[Caret]

Bow is laying on her bed.

"These jail cells suck. Everything's grey and drab and feels cheap. Especially the beds, which feel like wet paper. I could sleep on the floor and there would be no difference. My cape would make for a more comfy blanket than these bedsheets. And aren't jail cells supposed to be locked during the night?"

[PointMaid]

You would think they would be locked. You would think that, yes. Even in the pound I couldn't just get out of my cage.

Karma is clearly an unhappy canine.

[wingedcatgirl]

"They did say they want us to murder each other," Hallie says with a shrug. "Stands to reason that they'll leave some basic security features out."

[PointMaid]

...You have a point there.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Yeah.... not to mention how cheap and shoddy everything is. Look at the entertainment, the food. No way you're not gonna convince me that they also get a kick out of driving us insane or even making us sick from what we eat, or even starving us to death.

[Guma]

Like, when have you ever seen a jail cell that wasn't shitty?

[TenOfSwords13]

Coelasilat returns to the cells, coffee in hand.

This should do. Anyways, I noticed a couple of warehouses on the map. How about we check out what's there, maybe it'll help, maybe it's Stegosaurus dung.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Lloyd shrugs as he decides to

> Check out the secondary warehouse

[TenOfSwords13]

Coelasilat >joins Lloyd at the secondary warehouse

[PointMaid]

Karma > Joins the warehouse search party

[Caret]

Bow also > joins the search party

[Kennifer]

Inez will

>check the warehouse that's just labeled "warehouse" on the map

[Florien]

The Second Warehouse:

It's boxes. So many cardboard boxes of varying sizes and weights and shapes. Some labeled, most not. They contain various items of varying strangeness, from an exactly fifty-foot extension cord with a european plug, to a selection of sporks, to a box literally just full of cement, and even one containing Lucinda the All-Witnessing who is over here now apparently for no explicable reason.

The warehouse itself has a carpet and is fairly well-lit, and there are no windows.

[Florien]

You have roughly... oh, let's say twenty-four hours before we turn off the lights.

That's, of course, in out-of-universe hours, but nonetheless, night phase arrives at 4:30 PM Eastern

[Cutegirl920fire]

"Ah, I got bored of this," Anastasia noted. She then headed back to the cell.

[wingedcatgirl]

Hallie, now thoroughly creeped out by Lucinda's weirdness, will >pick up Lucinda and take her to the most dangerous place Hallie can think of for someone to stand perfectly still indefinitely.

... actually before that they'll >think of the most dangerous possible place for someone to stand perfectly still indefinitely.

[Florien]

Hallie picks up Lucinda the All-Witnessing and carries her off and out of warehouse two.

[Zanreo]

"...What's all this crap?"

>look in some of the unlabeled boxes

[wingedcatgirl]

"... Yes, that should work nicely. Nothing should go horribly wrong at all." Hallie exits the kitchen and >wanders aimlessly in search of anything vaguely relevant.

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> Explore Mess Hall

[Caret]

> head down the trash tunnel