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Welcome to the TRI.
Your survival here at the TRI depends on one thing: Your ability to observe. This is a reminder that in order to fully uncover the plot be prepare to do a lot of digging. Asking the right questions, as well as solving puzzles are all key to your stay here. But be prepared to face the consequences. Everything on an admin run blog could be key to discovering the secrets the TRI holds. Good luck.
-Signed Admin Abby and Admin Kennedy.
[Read the start to this para on Justine's blog FIRST, please. Thanks.]
Tyde was seated a few feet behind Dr. Rousseau, legs crossed and a cup of tea perched in his hands. Occasionally, as the patients filed in, he would shoot them a smile and take a sip. His eyebrows would arch, as if recalling something amusing, before he would return to the brewed beverage.
He listened, a bored expression on his face as Justine spoke. He stood up as she cued for him to begin speaking and he walked, standing next to his companion Doctor.
“Well, I think you mostly covered the boring, important parts.” He sent her a small look, unreadable, yet amused.
“However, I do have something to add.” He turned to look at the patients, eyes scanning through the faces. He let a breath of air out before forcing a grand smile.
“Remember to enjoy yourself here. We're here to take care of you, you see. You'll learn to love it here. We promise.”
As he lifted his cup of tea to take a sip, a sudden distant bang could be heard – almost like the sound of metal hitting metal – and the room was swallowed into blackness. Seconds passed, orchestrated by the occasional sound of confused whimpers and a few laughs until...
The emergency lights flickered to life, bathing the room in a red, eerie glow.
The front of the room was empty – cup of tea seated on the chair Tyde had been sitting.
Welcome to the TRI Institute.
The patients filter into the room in clumps. Some coming joined at the hip by the friends they'd made over the past few days, others slipping into the room quietly without much fuss. Justine gave a small smile.
“Welcome to the Tyde-Rousseau institute. I trust you've settled in well.”
She rested her hands in front of her, one gently draped over the other.
“My name, is Doctor Justine Rousseau. You may call me Dr. Rousseau, nothing else. It's a pleasure to meet you all, and I’m sure over the next few days we'll all become the best of friends.”
Justine gave what she hopped looked like a sincere smile.
“Now before we begin the program there's a few rules I’d like to go over. They're all rather simple. Practically grade school worthy. I'm sure they won't be difficult for any of you. Keep in mind that failure to follow these rules will result in punishment.”
She lifted up her hand. Holding her fingers up counting with her words.
“One, no fraternization among patients. Any sexual relationships will result in termination from the program. Two, no one shall tell a lie. Three, stick to your treatment plan, any deviation from the plan will result in termination from the program.”
Justine smiled at the audience.
“Tyde, do you have anything to add?”
Welcome to the TRI.
This is an announcement for all patients and staff:
Please head to to the meeting room as soon as possible.
Tardiness will not be tolerated, and will result in termination from the program.
The meeting room is right this way.
As a heads up:
The plot will officially be kick off starting tonight, at around 8:30 MST,
