grimmoired | PROLOGUE : TRIAL

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PROLOGUE - WEEK 037 Narrators Remain ;

Wakey wakey, naughty murder children. It's a lovely Saturday, after all. Breakfast is served piping hot at its usual time and all of the evidence has been removed from the scenes of yesterday. No matter how you choose to spent your morning though, the clock will begin to chime the moment both hands reach the large, ornate twelve.

Before your eyes materializes a door...but not just any door. Unlike the door leading to the festival, this door sits primly and properly right in front of the foyer. Whether you exit the castle on your own or you feel a friendly, invisible push, you begin to walk under an arc of wisterias. Behind you, the clock continues to chime with every step you take.

By the time the time the clock strikes twelve, you've entered a beautiful garden. In front of you is a long table, 19 seats on each side. Around the garden are several glass cases containing evidence collected yesterday. As noon intensifies on the sun-shaped clock, you'll find Dragon at the head of the table, a glass-covered rose near her right hand.

Tick tock, Narrators. You have nine hours to deliberate.

Welcome to your first trial post!

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... I didn't. I watched... Gi-gan sew in the tailor's room, but I didn't get a better look at everything there.

[ She vaguely sounds disappointed in herself for failing in this respect. ]

Hey, that's alright. Maybe someone else did? This is a team effort and all.

I hope someone knows. It's my leading guess on the murder weapon.

If it is then I doubt the killer would be stupid enough to bring it with them.

Is there any place to get rid of evidence in the castle?

Well... We didn't really check the suites, and we didn't have access to this part of the castle until today.

It was the same size, but not the same shape as the puncture wounds.

[Dazai's had to make sure he remembered that right, but once he's sure, he speaks up.]

I spent most of this week in the tailor.