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mod journal for 62 ([personal profile] judgejudy) wrote2016-11-02 10:03 am

night nine - kill log

Who: Killers and Elizabeth
When: The ninth night
Where: The operating theatre

[ No matter what you may have been doing, the deep sleep of the enforced curfew will eventually overtake you at 2AM. It's not clear just how much time has passed, but when you wake, you're certainly not in your room. You're in a room that you've never seen from the other side, and the drowsiness of whatever keeps you asleep is still making you sluggish as it fades away. The only thing familiar here is that about half a landing up, you'll see an overhead door that might be familiar.

However, this might not be as important as how Judy's voice suddenly speaks up. ]


All of the arrangements have been made, and databanks are recording. You may begin, science team. You'll find your requested tool next to the subject.

[ A tool? If you look around for what that might mean, it might be obvious.

On a surgical tray right next to you, you'll see a pistol. ]
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[personal profile] tearable 2016-11-02 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Elizabeth is a sound sleeper and with the drowsiness enforced, she takes a bit to wake up. It doesn't come to her but through Judy's tone, Elizabeth begins waking.

Databanks.

Recording.

Subject.


She feels her blood run cold as her eyes part and she focuses on where she's at. That realization makes her heart sink.

Right... it always ends this way, doesn't it...? ]