TEXT. (un: crow)

[uragiru]

So.
Any theories yet?

Not just in regards to our being here, mind you, but for the disaster that seems to have befallen the previous crew here.
Personally, I'm starting to wonder if this station isn't a living thing in its own right.
But maybe that sounds a little crazy? Haha.

Please don't be shy to share your thoughts with me.
As a rookie detective, I'd be open to hearing whatever insights you might be able to provide.

Comments

un: snakeeyes

[eightsandaces]

What makes you think it's a living thing?

[uragiru]

The things happening to us are strangely targeted, don't you think?
So far I've heard of people finding moving wire underneath their skin and doors that "swallow" people when they attempt to push them open.
There have also been those noises in the halls. I don't think a person could possibly fit in the space between the walls, but there are most certainly cries for help coming from inside them.

It simply feels... malicious.

[eightsandaces]

I agree this is all very suspicious, but forgive me for asking: is there a reason this can't all be an elaborate fabrication?

[It's an honest question. He's blind, he hasn't actually seen any of this shit happen.]

[uragiru]

That is a fair point, and one I'm still considering.
However, even if this is some kind of staged trick, it's on a scale far beyond my experience.
There are people here on the station that are, beyond a doubt, not human.
So the fact that many of us have been finding through conversation that we seem to be from different dimensions entirely...
It seems to rule out the idea that any of this is within the scope of "normal" deduction.

[eightsandaces]

I would appreciate details of these supposedly "not human" individuals.
Preferably visual description, if you can manage. Some things are unfortunately beyond my abilities.

[uragiru]

Ah, of course! My apologies for not being clearer.
Among us, there's at least one person who appears human but has managed to leave the station and take an external picture of it. Presumably, he can survive in space without harm.
Hm, it's quite a lot to describe, but... The picture was certainly of a space station, like nothing I've ever seen. It's a huge structure, with a central column and a ring for each of the decks.
As for visibly non-human inhabitants, there's a girl who has large, angel-like feathered wings covered in eyes.
They're very real.

So I suppose it comes down to...
Whether it's easier to believe that these things are true, or that everyone on this station is lying.

[eightsandaces]

I believe I understand.

[Not that he's not still skeptical.]

I have not encountered these people [that he knows] so forgive me my doubt, but... you believe them, correct?

[uragiru]

I do.
I might have been suspicious of something like the external picture of the station if that were all...
But the physical peculiarities are enough to clear my doubt on that front.
I can't say I trust everyone here, but I trust that our circumstances are far beyond normal, if that makes sense.

[eightsandaces]

I admit I have not encountered these people myself, but I have met enough who have to accept this at face value.

[For now.]

At the least, our location seems to operate by a certain kind of logic. If nothing else, respecting that may let us lead us to the true meaning of our situation.

[Or: play along until they know a bit more, whether or not the setting is fabricated.]

[uragiru]

That's an excellent way of looking at it.
After all, the only thing I really want is proof one way or another.
I wouldn't be much of a detective if I let myself be biased towards a certain conclusion.