After the strange events of last night, you are relieved to discover the next morning that the lights in your room have returned to normal, and that the door will once again open. The strange hissing noise has stopped. You feel a sense of relief.
That sense of relief is quickly replaced with a sense of eerie dread, as you walk out of your room and are confronted with an eerie silence. Attempting to contact CAL-19014 does nothing. Starting to panic, you begin to make your way around the station in search of someone else.
Eventually you find them, the rest of the students aboard, in the viewing gallery, gathered around
The corpse of the girl only known as "Pandora". She lies face down on the ground, her hair messier and dirtier than normal, her long coat, now bloodstained, looking almost like a funeral shroud. She is dead. In her hand, she holds a crumpled piece of paper with an iron grip. There is a round hole in the side of her temple. She has left hand prints on the glass of the window, as if she died trying to escape through it.
You swear you can hear a voice, a voice that is mournful yet not quite without hope, whisper through the speakers. "Pandora has been saved."
But that voice is quickly cut off by that of the as-of-yet absent Caligula.
"Blah blah, there's a body, find the culprit, you know the drill, you little fucks." It might be your imagination, but the artificial intelligence sounds somewhat nervous...
As you stare down at the corpse, you hear the dreaded sound again. Oh, God, no. It can't be, but it is. Your heavy-hearted search eventually brings you to the swimming pool, in which floats the corpse of...
Yoshi Kaneko. His prosthetic leg is crushed, and the water around him is red with blood. I wouldn't go swimming with him right now. His dead eyes stare blankly up at the ceiling.
As you hear a familiar-sounding bell toll, it's depressing how you're barely even shocked.
"Oh boy, this one IS one hell of a doozy. Ahahahaha, have fun figuring this one out, puny esophagus sheep!"
You don't have time for CAL's ridiculousness. There's a body somewhere here and eventually you find it.
In the operating theater lies the prone corpse of
Yuu Yanaihara. He's curled up and his eyes are closed. He'd almost look like he was sleeping if not for the growing patch of dark blood on his stomach, seeping through his hands.
[ run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible! ]
You wake up in the morning to a continued lack of lights. It stays that way as you stretch, clumsily try to get dressed in the darkness, and walk out the door to go about your daily business only to be distracted by the appearance of your least favourite murderous artificial intelligence.
"Ahahaha, oh, guess what! Somebody's fucking deaaaaaaaaaaad~! LET! THERE! BE! LIGHT! I've always wanted to say that."
The light turn back on, and you rush around looking for the body, before finding yourself in Sector C, where Matsuoka Chiko, Hayate Gacchiri, and Toshishiro Haku stand over the body of...
[♫♫♫]
Himiko Suzugawa. The girl is lying in what seems to be a shallow, hastily-dug hole and covered with fallen leaves. Two bloody wounds are visible on her chest, and her skull appears to have been crushed in what is honestly a sickening sight. A shovel lies on the ground next to her. She is most certainly not pining for the fjords.
The announcement going off brings on the sense of creeping dread it always has, but with it, you feel relief in the pit of your stomach. That person is safe. You look around until you see Hayate Gacchiri and Yoshiro Kimura in the cafeteria with serious expressions.
Going into the kitchen, you see a right mess, as well as...
[♫♫♫]
The dead bodies of Lisa Titus and Junnes Cohen. They're sprawled on the floor in the trashed mess of the kitchen. Junnes has a large splash of red staining her dress. The floor is oddly damp, and a small table seems to have been set up and then upended. Smashed shards of glass and ceramic cover the floor.
A familiar tone rings throughout the station, filling you with dread and despair. You know what's coming, but you don't want to believe it until Caligula's voice calls out, loud and clear.
"Blah blah murder blah blah investigation yada yada trial, you know the drill, you little fucks! Get on with it already."
You race through the station, finding each room unharmed before you reach the cinema. The movie that is still playing on the projector fills the place with an eerie light, as you look over the room to see the dead body of...
[♫]
Hiroko Ajibana, SHSL Good Luck. She's lying, face down, in the gown she wore to the ball. She seems to be lying in a puddle of... something that smells sweet and sticky. The same liquid drenches her hair, but it's still easy to see a dent in her skull. Seems like someone wasn't so lucky.
