The Murder Game: Day 008 (Clue Floor)

[thelolanon]

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[santorinithera]

Pain. Everything she saw was pain. Pain on the screen, in the people around her, in Remy. Thera took her partner's hand hand tightly in her own, though for who's comfort exactly none could say. Thera didn't know what to think- how to react to Alfred and Arthur's deaths. They were the ones she'd envied (and hated due to that envy) since the beginning of the game, and now?

"C'mon," she whispered to Remy, giving the girl a tug to usher some semblance of life back into her. "Let's pick a door."

She scanned her bar code at door eight.

;A; Broked mah brainz.

[remylee]

Remy barely heard Thera, and just let herself be towed along, numb. Rory's screams echoed through her chest, and something in her answered, but.... It was just too much. She didn't have any more tears, any more shock or horror to spare for this. It was the last straw, and her mind just ... broke

[santorinithera]

Soon after the door had shut behind Thera, she exited again, hands turned upward to show they were empty. "No luck. How about you try one, Remy."

[remylee]

Remy stared blankly at her, until Thera finally gave up and tugged her along again, lifting the girl's arm to scan into
door number 9.

[santorinithera]

Thera watched Remy return from the room empty-handed. The woman let out a soft sigh and shook her head. "C'mon," fingers laced with Remy's and lightly tugged. "Let's wait for the others downstairs."