WEEK 4: DECOMMISSION

[dropoffs]

WEEK 4 ALERT

emergency detected

 

ALERT: EMERGENCY IN THE SIMULATION ROOMS.
LOCKDOWN SEQUENCE ENGAGING.
SYSTEM REBOOT LOCKED.

LIFE SUPPORT STABLE.
CLIMATE CONTROL STABLE.
FUNCTIONALITY WILL RESUME AFTER EMERGENCY ADDRESSED.
WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION

REQUESTING CALLSIGNS:
INQUISITOR AND HARLEY QUINN
REPORT TO THE MAIN SIMULATION ROOM.

A barrier barred me from leaving my location and the other senior officers are not responding to messages. Tread with caution.

CALLISTO

It's somber, this morning, barring the sudden, clipped request sent out by the Eudora. Hard to not be, considering the proceedings of yesterday - the loss of two crew members that you had come to know over the past weeks. The sequestering of one in the brig, the other monitored in the medical bay. The truth of their actions, come to light. The night passes without fanfare, and the sleep is barely fitful, no matter where you have spent the night.

And then, the morning comes.

The walls of the Eudora feel looming in the silence, but duty calls. Temenos and Harley have been requested to investigate the simulation room. There's nothing to guide them through these hallways except their own feet and the familiarity of this alert from many weeks past; there is no compulsion, there is no guiding light, just a request from the synthetic AI voice of the ship herself chirruping over and over again. If others attempt to investigate in their stead, they'll find that they're given no access through the archway of the simulation room's entry, but these two individuals can make it through without trouble.

The simulation room is not off, like it has been the past couple of weeks.

Instead... it's rather different from before.

NAVIGATE
LOCATIONS STATUSES PROFILES AUDIENCES REPORTING PRIVATE CONVOS MURDER SUPPLY SHOP COMMS DOSSIER

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[ with your combined effort, you are able to remove rosamund from the briars that have her suspended in the air, with extra care taken to avoid this awful spindle that looms menacingly towards her, a threat, a demand, a notion she has denied in full.

once they cut her down and bring her body to the ground, the simulation will begin to gather itself up again, dissipating, eating itself alive until the room is back to its deactivated state, the light that are wavering in their standby mode as the visions of briars, of princes, of spindles, of towers... fades.

the barrier has yet to fall, it is still just them and rosamund's body. they will find she is wearing her bow and quiver, which has two arrows still tucked inside. the third, they will find nearby… bloodied and cast down upon the floor like a final declaration.

beside the droplets of blood, flecked from the arrow’s being cast aside, there is a tome upon the ground, a beautiful antique copy of sleeping beauty, though when opened… the pages are blank. in the far back… a page that has been torn out. there is also a large scale held in the back of that book, which both of you can recognize as one of sidon's. on her delicate, too pale and tooc old wrist... she is also wearing a bracelet.

both temenos and harley's i.r.i.ses will ping. twice. familiar?

the first message is simple:

CALLSIGN NYQUIL (ROSAMUND DU PRIX) STASIS POD UNLOCKED. PLEASE SECURE CREWMATE.

and the second... well. you two may want to brace yourselves for what arrives next... because it's a video... that plays as such: ]