MINGLE | WEEK FOUR

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MINGLE LOG | WEEK 4
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Another week gone, and with it, two of your number. Only eleven of you remain alive. And still, there is no escape. Or is there?

This week, something has changed. Something is different. Beginning Sunday, Pratibha is gone, and cannot be found or located at all. After Sunday's puzzle is solved, and the attic opened to you, you will see why. But what has happened? How has this happened? And why is the only other object there a strange mirror? Perhaps you should investigate.

On Monday morning, your motive quickly becomes apparent. Will you isolate yourself? Will you risk being around others? The choice, as ever, is yours.

On Tuesday, the week's second puzzle becomes available, and with its solving, the game room. If you wanted another way to unwind from all the stress, pressure, and uncertainty, at least there's this?

Come Wednesday, you may realize that at last you have full run of the house. Every room is available to you now. Nevertheless, you cannot run from the messages, which come thicker and faster than ever.

On Thursday, you may wish to visit the greenhouse. There is nothing there for you--including no mysterious messages, from the dead or otherwise. Should you wish for a reprieve, the greenhouse will grant it to you. That is, at least until curfew. Should you remain out of your room past that time, the messages will return, and they will be utterly inescapable no matter where you go--or if you are alone.

Friday is investigation time once again. The investigation post will go live at 3 PM EST, 5/30.

Saturday is the day of your fourth real ritual. The ritual post will go live at 12 PM EST, 6/1.

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday

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Comments

[richesse]

[ Lortel is just here to dip her feet in the pool and think; she figures the words around going to write themselves on the floor of the pool, of all things—

… well then. She glances up at Gavin, across the pool from her. All she says is: ]

I know. The only thing I don’t understand is why you try so hard to pretend you don’t.

[ratmanreed]

Because I’m not —

[— a dipshit, loser, et cetera. He’s said it all before.]

It’s easier. [Closer to an irritated whisper as he kicks his feet in the water:] Not to give a fuck about any of you, so none of you give a fuck about me.

[richesse]

It’s a little late for that, isn’t it?

You’re one of us, whether you like it or not. No one would want to see your picture on the wall, the same way you wouldn’t want to see ours.

… I tried too, you know. Not to care. [ she smiles, a little helpless. ] You can probably tell how well that plan went.

[ratmanreed]

[Lortel is right about it being too late, but Gavin still scowls at the idea of him caring. Preposterous.]

Doubt it. About the wall. You dipshits would be celebrating. Squealing, “oh, Gav should’ve been the first to die,” yeah?

[Gavin doesn’t believe that, really. Although he wants to. Back on day one? Sure, would’ve been plausible. Now, though, everyone just seems tired.]

I can — [clearing his throat, fist thumping his chest] — can see how that didn’t work out for you. But you’re not like me.

[richesse]

Hm~ Who are you trying to convince, me, or yourself?