Week 3.

[trustfellowship]

WEEK 3 Grace and Doug are dead. It seems that there isn't anything more to do but mourn your losses and try to move forward. The Transmitter's rules still hang in every room, a reminder of the only means of escaping this place. But surely no one else will give into them, right? Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; the static blares out early on Sunday, but at least there are no bodies to find today - it seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Once again, however, it seems your efforts won't go unrewarded; another set of corridors have opened up, much in the same fashion as the other new area did last week. With them come new rooms to explore; maybe some of them will be to your liking. Or perhaps it's better to say that hopefully some of them will; after all, if the Transmitter gets her way, you may be here for a very, very long time. PATIENTS REMAINING: 26

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week three of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Transmitter, you can do so through text or the phone in your room!]

Comments

[cadmiums]

[ Nod. ]

The bonds you make are really important, as are the memories you share. No matter what happens, you'll always have those experiences together.

[crywiththesaints]

...Ah. Be careful with those kinds of thoughts, Mochizuki. This is a dangerous place.

[cadmiums]

I know, I think that's what makes it even more important. If there's any place to be making as many memories as you can, it's here.

[crywiththesaints]

There was a time when I would have agreed with you. Really, though, you'll learn in time. Love is more trouble than it's worth.

[cadmiums]

[ He's quiet for a few moments before he replies. ]

I don't think I could ever feel that way.

[crywiththesaints]

Pray you never feel lost and like there's nothing left of yourself. As I did, long ago.

I'll leave you to your recreation. Be careful in here.

[cadmiums]

[ Oh...]

Thank you, Sakura-san, I will.