Taking Responsibility.

[transmittable]

Despite the lack of a body this week, you've had more than enough to explore and investigate; some of it may have answered some questions, while the rest...well, the rest may have just raised more. However you feel about it, the fact remains that as soon as you all step out of that new section above the third and make your way back toward one of the primary hallways, the lights quite suddenly go out, casting the hospital into complete darkness. Several seconds pass before something seems to happen and what sound like backup generators kick back on; the lights struggle their way back to life, only to immediately flicker and die again. It happens twice more before the power seems to stay on for good - they're feeble, but they're on, and at least it's enough to see by. It seems the power is stronger in one place in particular, however, and it shouldn't be a surprise which it is; the courtroom remains just as illuminated as ever, the seats ringing the old operating theater remaining as starkly unoccupied as they always do, and the podium circle that awaits you seems to have been set up in its final configuration. Sakura Kashima's portrait has joined the ranks of the deceased, her podium draped in black cloth. A final reminder of all you've lost here. Perhaps it's upsetting. Perhaps it'll only serve to make you more determined. The public-address system remains eerily silent, even after you've found your places in the circle; once in a while the quiet is broken by soft bursts of static, by a heavy, electric-sounding humming noise. Occasionally, whispers can be heard; whatever they're saying, it's probably not for you. Regardless, however, one thing is obvious: this is the end of the line, wherever it may have taken you. Eight Patients remain. Good luck.

Comments

[journalname]

She says that she could not even get relief there...so it must have been somewhere she anticipated it. Someplace safe, or...

[Or. There are other ways to get relief, and Asgore knows them well.]

[preciousking]

[ Thinkin' this over. ]

Maybe she means they came with her to this game. You found evidence it'd been hosted before somewhere.

She might've come here and the Risen came with her.

[journalname]

Were the other games not hosted by the Risen?

[preciousking]

[ Shrug. ] Don't see why one person has to have hosted all the games. If the Risen had, chances are they would've gotten what they wanted by now and wouldn't need us.

By that logic though, I think that'd make the Transmitter, "Submerged."

[arebetter]

That... makes sense. The water fits too.

Maybe there were no more cases because they derailed things? Took over.

[preciousking]

Something along those lines. Doesn't explain the rest of this shit, though.

What else haven't we explained yet?

[arebetter]

Just wonder why they took three whole cases to do it.

I think we're getting a timeline together here. Slowly but... surely, or whatever.

[preciousking]

Might have something to do with the Transmitter, she could've been tryin' to hold them back.

[journalname]

I can certainly understand how they came at it too forcefully, in the game with the fox man. Restraint does not seem to come naturally to them.

[ossifragant]

Maybe they weren't getting the results they wanted? One of the culprit's faces was defaced, and "fuck her" was written on it. Whoever was running things must not have been happy with the results of the case.

There was also something kind of weird about that-- a file that said "erasure of influence-- everything you worked for gone". Clearly it was one of those "incentives", but maybe it was enough to prevent anything else from happening?

[ossifragant]

That's what I've been thinking. Her title before she became "Transmitter."

[preciousking]

Hm. Maybe we should go over what we have already and see what else we need to figure out.

Who wants to try summarizin' shit?