Post by mao on May 1, 2020 10:08:27 GMT -6
You all gather in the cafeteria at the behest of the CDC, still in shock from the brutal murder of your fellow resident, Ultimate Michael. The man in the hazmat suit has an announcement to make. You sit down in your regular seats, anxiously waiting for him to start speaking. What could he have to say after such a tragic event? Good news? Bad news? Good and bad news? Another person in a hazmat suit appears to be pushing the remains of Ultimate Michael on a gurney to the cafeteria with the rest of them. It’s only fair he gets to be a part of the trial as well, don’t you think? He was murdered, after all.
“Ehem, well, this is awkward, but… Due to the brutal nature of the murder, we have received an executive order from the higher-ups to keep you all here in quarantine until the culprit is caught. The shipment of the Cure™ has been cancelled until further notice. I realize this is very inconvenient for everyone. The office is closing in a few hours, and will remain closed over the weekend… unless you solve the crime within this time limit, I’m afraid the Cure™ won’t make it here till next Tuesday. You’ll all be dead by then. If you have any complaints about your treatment, you can fill out these forms and hand them to my assistant right here...”
The man’s monotone speech is interrupted by a brilliant white light appearing from the hallway leading up to the northern wards. The figure is unmistakable. The patients and the staff watch in horror as the GHOST OF LESHAWNA, after whom the hospital is named, known for haunting the surgery ward where she died, manifests before their eyeholes.
“Wassup, y’all! It’s Leshawna!” She does finger guns and flashes everyone a sassy smile. “I don’t know what the hell you crazy white people have been up to, but that--” She gestures to the sad, mangled remains of our good friend Ultimate Michael on the gurney. “--is one of the most messed up things I’ve ever seen, y’all! Whoever did that, you should step forward now, mmkay?”
Leshawna waits for a moment, but is greeted only with a sea of shell-shocked faces. The ghost looks disappointed. “All right then. So we’ll do this the hard way, then.” Her voice becomes dark. “No one will leave this room until the killer is discovered.” She smiles, and her voice returns to normal. “Mmkay? And make sure y’all wear your face masks! No coughing on each other once the trial starts!”
“Ehem, well, this is awkward, but… Due to the brutal nature of the murder, we have received an executive order from the higher-ups to keep you all here in quarantine until the culprit is caught. The shipment of the Cure™ has been cancelled until further notice. I realize this is very inconvenient for everyone. The office is closing in a few hours, and will remain closed over the weekend… unless you solve the crime within this time limit, I’m afraid the Cure™ won’t make it here till next Tuesday. You’ll all be dead by then. If you have any complaints about your treatment, you can fill out these forms and hand them to my assistant right here...”
The man’s monotone speech is interrupted by a brilliant white light appearing from the hallway leading up to the northern wards. The figure is unmistakable. The patients and the staff watch in horror as the GHOST OF LESHAWNA, after whom the hospital is named, known for haunting the surgery ward where she died, manifests before their eyeholes.
“Wassup, y’all! It’s Leshawna!” She does finger guns and flashes everyone a sassy smile. “I don’t know what the hell you crazy white people have been up to, but that--” She gestures to the sad, mangled remains of our good friend Ultimate Michael on the gurney. “--is one of the most messed up things I’ve ever seen, y’all! Whoever did that, you should step forward now, mmkay?”
Leshawna waits for a moment, but is greeted only with a sea of shell-shocked faces. The ghost looks disappointed. “All right then. So we’ll do this the hard way, then.” Her voice becomes dark. “No one will leave this room until the killer is discovered.” She smiles, and her voice returns to normal. “Mmkay? And make sure y’all wear your face masks! No coughing on each other once the trial starts!”
Begin.
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