Early to bed, early to rise. At least it seems that's how it was for you last night, no matter what you were doing. Given the events of the past weekend, you might find your mind jumping to conclusions.
[Funny thing, Adora, you certainly can. Adora's hand passes cleanly both over the dollops -- and under them, although with some difficulty. They're floating relatively close to the ground, the lowest one just above of her hand when she passes it by.
she frowns a little bit, and looks around the room, before going to an edge of the flour, away from everything, and poking that with her finger. how much does that flour stick to her hands? ]
...it doesn't seem there's anything off about it. Flour is stubborn and doesn't stick easily, so there's still plenty left on the ground, but she also gets flour on her hands like she may have expected to happen.
All in all, seems like that's not particularly strang. Feels like common flour, too]
[In this house there's nothing that could have caused the pattern, it seems! At least from what Adora can see at first glance -- there's furniture around, after all.
Like, for example, closets and empty shelves. They look like quite sturdy furniture]
[Aha! Time to mess around with furniture and check stuff!
The furniture in general seems quite suited for life in the desert -- it's sturdy and well-built. Once she opens a dresser, though, she finds some decidedly strange stuff:
It's a bundle of something made with fabric. Ready to get your hands dirty, Adora?]
[When Adora grabs it she immediately can feel it's thick fabric! Bunched up in a loose ball. As soon as her fingers dig into it she feels flour, but something feels off about this...
If she looks at her hands without opening the bunched up object yet, she'll see that amidst the flour staining her hands there's a little bit of blood. Just enough to be noticeable. It's not a great omen for what may be found when this fabric is opened up, all things considered]
This is definitely a curtain, with quite the considerable amount of flour on it, so much Adora probaly will end with hands all coated in white. As if that wasn't enough, some of the flour is clumped up and bloody. It's kind of gross to look at, really.
That's without mentioning the blood without flour that stains a bit of the curtain, located closer to the edge of the curtain. It's not really that much blood, but when the rest of the curtain is all white and somewhat red, something that very obviously is blood with nothing else on it stands out like a sore thumb]
[ and then her next idea... is to inspect for any patterns that she can find. prints, partial prints, or signs that the curtain was spattered on or something like it-- just to give a sense of what it was used for ]
[Ah, there's the place where the curtain presumably was. There seems like there's nothing? Other than the obvious absence of curtain, which is certainly noticeable.
That said, when Adora goes to take a look, if she's attentive enough looking from the corner of her eye she may see something on the floor of the dresser...
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She won't feel anything at all! ]
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The flour sticks to her finger.
Now she has flour on her fingertip. The rest of the dollops still float there, without moving in the slightest]
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she frowns a little bit, and looks around the room, before going to an edge of the flour, away from everything, and poking that with her finger. how much does that flour stick to her hands? ]
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...it doesn't seem there's anything off about it. Flour is stubborn and doesn't stick easily, so there's still plenty left on the ground, but she also gets flour on her hands like she may have expected to happen.
All in all, seems like that's not particularly strang. Feels like common flour, too]
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In other words: looks like all Adora is finding is flour. No drops of blood at all!]
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And then she will look for anything else. ]
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Like, for example, closets and empty shelves. They look like quite sturdy furniture]
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Looks like you'll have to do a bit of metaphorical digging, Adora!]
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The furniture in general seems quite suited for life in the desert -- it's sturdy and well-built. Once she opens a dresser, though, she finds some decidedly strange stuff:
It's a bundle of something made with fabric. Ready to get your hands dirty, Adora?]
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If she looks at her hands without opening the bunched up object yet, she'll see that amidst the flour staining her hands there's a little bit of blood. Just enough to be noticeable. It's not a great omen for what may be found when this fabric is opened up, all things considered]
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deep inhale-- and then she opens the fabric the rest of the way ]
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This is definitely a curtain, with quite the considerable amount of flour on it, so much Adora probaly will end with hands all coated in white. As if that wasn't enough, some of the flour is clumped up and bloody. It's kind of gross to look at, really.
That's without mentioning the blood without flour that stains a bit of the curtain, located closer to the edge of the curtain. It's not really that much blood, but when the rest of the curtain is all white and somewhat red, something that very obviously is blood with nothing else on it stands out like a sore thumb]
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Other than that, there are no prints or shapes in particular]
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That said, when Adora goes to take a look, if she's attentive enough looking from the corner of her eye she may see something on the floor of the dresser...
...looks like an almost empty bag of flour. Hoh!]
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