commedia | PC WITH ENDORSI

[Despite being probably one of the few people in this place with actual muscle on their bones, Douman has yet to really thoroughly check out the gym besides just peeking in here and there. Now, he's standing at one of the weight racks, thoughtfully lifting one.]

[Noticing someone entering, he turns his head.]

Oh! Hello. I apologize, I...I don't really know what to do with these...

[Hey, what is that...strange metallic smell? Huh. What an ominous smell, considering that a murder has just taken place. Except...]

[Well, its Douman, who looks like they've been completely drenched in blood, trudging along in the corridors. Hm.]

Mmm. This headache...

Mmmm. How troublesome, how troublesome...

[Someone seems to be murmuring to themselves as they head to ??? room.]

...Endorsi? [They stop when they realize she's there already.] Ah. What brings you here, hm?

[Hey, Endorsi! Hi! Nice to see you! The clown is not having a good day! This is judging by how they're...well, slumped over the counter of the kitchen?]

[They're clearly not dead, because they just let out a pitiful groan.]

I want this all to end...

W0 DAY 2

W0 FRIDAY

W0 SATURDAY POST TRIAL

W2 DAY 3