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]

Not for a disease, but to...what was it? Adjust our waves?

[georgeous]

So we're receptive to their radioactive wavelength.

They're not growing stronger, we lose our defenses against them.

[journalname]

.....George. Do you remember the week when they spoke to us of the traitor? My head felt strange when they showed my picture on the computers - light-headed, almost.

Did that happen to you as well?

[georgeous]

... I remember that, yes. Everything felt out of focus for a moment.

[journalname]

I wonder if that is how the Transmitter feels.

[ossifragant]

....If she's feeling like that constantly, that has to be wearing on her.

[journalname]

What here has not been wearing on her...?

[arebetter]

Some of us, maybe, but not much else.

[georgeous]

If we're 'soaked' in radionic waves long enough, will they be able to do to us what they do to her....

[journalname]

The papers... [He'll go and fetch them if he has to, reading aloud as he returns to his podium.] ..."If she would let us touch those still standing, they would be prime candidates."

[Asgore hesitates, then continues.]

"Regardless, the fallen will make for perfect subjects, even with the...abnormals."

[cthulwho]

Then...they truly do want to use us.

[journalname]

...it also says, "Those with the most bonds inspire the most darkness in those remaining. Monitor next set closely and target them."

The Risen have spoken to me of bonds before. They do not understand. But they see that those with strong bonds...effect those they leave behind.

[georgeous]

Do our waves resonate with our feelings? Does despair make our wavelength more susceptible?

[cthulwho]

They... I imagine they must, judging by what Asgore observed.

[arebetter]

... When they got really pissed at me, they started making me feel kind of like that. When I got into a fight with them over the phone.

[journalname]

Oh, dear. How long ago was this?

[arebetter]

Couple weeks ago. They electrocuted me a few times, but I didn't back down, so they started... chanting dumb nursery rhymes and making my head hurt. A more intense version of what happened at the incentive that day.

[journalname]

You should really be more careful, my dear. They could have badly hurt you.

[arebetter]

I'm not good at careful, but... yeah, probably. Transmitter got on my case afterwards, don't worry.

[ That's said in a... mix of fondness and annoyance. ]

[dangerousfool]

Um, wasn't there something about the effect of radio waves on people? Could they be doing it with those?