[ When Alice, or perhaps Ace, returns to their shared house, they will find it filled with dark smoke. Soot falls from the ceiling like dark snow. And yet, there's no heat and no fire. There's just a faceless girl in a red dress, sitting at a table, smoke rising from her head.
With the soot gathered on the table, she seems to have rolled some into fist-sized balls and stacked them on top of each other, like little sooty snowmen. A way to pass the time as the anxiety eats at her. When she realizes she's not alone, she speaks quietly. ]
(closed) day 3 - house
With the soot gathered on the table, she seems to have rolled some into fist-sized balls and stacked them on top of each other, like little sooty snowmen. A way to pass the time as the anxiety eats at her. When she realizes she's not alone, she speaks quietly. ]
... Armin didn't come back last night. Or today.