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INVESTIGATION 1
INVESTIGATION 1
The clock strikes eight. The intermittent showers that dominated most of yesterday had, at some point during the night, escalated to a complete downpour that drenched the streets. Maybe that's why the morning might almost feel refreshing today—while it can't be said that the birds are chirping and the sun is shining brightly, the breeze is cool without being frigid while the sky is bright with the half moon.
Nevertheless. The deadline for Tuesday's motive was laid down as Friday, and amongst the pleasant earthy smell of the rain may be a tinge of something else.
Well now, how shall you spend this morning?
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Is there anything noticeable about them? Is there a limp to them? Do they appear to be running or just talking their time? Is it just these set of prints heading up? ]
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Taking a closer look at the muddy footprints reveals...it doesn't reveal much. The steps are evenly spaced, but there are two factors that make it hard to determine something from them.
One is that every step has less mud and therefore the trail fades -- in direction of the staircase, but they don't get there before there just aren't footprints left.
The other is that they are...shaped in a way you may not expect: they don't resemble shoes, but they're footprints, that's for sure. You know what that means, Dazai?]
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That means it's bare feet? We have some scandalous naked feet around here? Wow. Get the feetish out of the game.
He's going to head up the stairs then and head to the third floor while Raven peeks at the second. ]
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While Raven take a look at the second floor and finds nothing of use, Dazai gets to the observation room on the third floor. The large windows show the night sky, with its moon shining and illuminating around. The cityscape of Krakow out there is beautiful.
But what he may find of interest right away is that there's some dry mud drops on the floor. Huh. Want to come in and take a look around, Dazai? Or would you prefer going somewhere else?]
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The mud drops seem to stop in the middle of the room -- but following them you do reach a small lounge from where someone would sit and watch the cityscape outside. There are couches, many chairs, a table, an useless chandelier...a pleasant place to rest at, really]
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Is there any mud on the couches or chairs? An scruff marks or anything remiss here? ]
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What a nice place.]
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...buckets! Two of them, in fact. One seems fairly clean, the inside of the other is caked with mud]
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this better not be a homestuck thingGuess he has buckets of evidence :D. Is there any hand prints or anything noticeable on these buckets besides one being caked in mud? He's going to take them and give another glance around. Is there anything else odd here? ]
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Nothing else about this observation lounge stands out, Dazai!]
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Location: Third Floor -- Clock Tower
Cause of Death: Mod kill
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