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

[dangerousfool]

How many Risen are there?!

[preciousking]

A rising number.

[positivespin]

[ Lightly smacking Mikoto with her scarf now...while trying not to laugh again. ]

[cthulwho]

If each game were to run as long as ours...

[That's... Yikes.]

[ossifragant]

The game I found information on had thirty people in it, according to the text of one of the incentives.

[transmittable]

[ The PA clicks on in response to Weatley's exclamation. That's strange.

What's more strange, the voice that comes out of it- if you've heard the Transmitter speak without distortion on top of it, you'll recognize it. Even if not, you'll be able to place it. It's grainy, and confused. ]

How... How many of you are there?

[ It's a recording. ]

[georgeous]

[ossifragant]

[positivespin]

Well...that answers that? Maybe.

[transmittable]

[ Now QQ's the one to get a response. Like before, it's the Transmitter, and it's clearly a recording. She sounds much more distressed. ]

There- there has to be an answer, we can't just- be stuck here!

[georgeous]

[ Ah that... it reacts to keywords, doesn't it? ]

Game.

[transmittable]

[ Again, distressed- and annoyed. ]

What is it with you guys and all the- the games, you're like dogs or children, just what is the point?

[ ...So, not exactly what you were looking for, probably. ]

[journalname]

...void?

[transmittable]

[ This time, it- well, it isn't the Transmitter? It's a distorted voice, like a few voices speaking over one, another teenage girl's. Still a recording, but...the Risen? ]

Oh! Getting started already, okay, you want to play chicken with the void?

[georgeous]

[ Fair enough, he was not specific. ]

Bodies.

[transmittable]

[ The Transmitter, starting with a sharp intake of breath. ]

N-no... No, what did you make me- those weren't- they still had their bodies...?

[arebetter]

... Michael.

[journalname]

[Asgore looks uneasy about this one but sure okay???]

[transmittable]

[ The tone of voice this time is just...very done, very annoyed? Like she's been forced into saying this. ]

My brother Michael died and it broke everything and they couldn't handle it, the end.

[positivespin]

...

[ Well that reminds her of that paper Mikoto found. The one with keywords. Looks like this might be the place to test it out. ]

"The waves".

[transmittable]

[ Given this one happening before the Risen pull the plug here- it's that distorted teenage girl again, from Asgore's first response. VERY distorted, like, barely recognizable as a person. ]

The waves. It's the waves, we think. And we will use those waves to absorb into-

[ Oh, no more of that one, either. Alright. ]

[journalname]

[journalname]

How many does it take to crew a submarine?

[ossifragant]

...If it was military, it's more than likely in the hundreds.

[journalname]

Four games of thirty each would leave 120...