THE FINAL TRIAL

[vault_tech]

we'll fly away

The Final Trial

It’s been three weeks since this harrowing trial began, since your imprisonment, and now it’s finally coming to a close with little warning or fanfare. Maybe you followed the robot’s advice and got some rest, maybe you prepared.

It doesn’t matter. The air in the vault is the same as it always has been. The ghosts of the past linger, and now is your last chance to escape them before you become one of them.

Your only ally in all of this waits for you in the common room. It’s rude to keep a lady waiting for long.

NAVIGATION

Vault 113: a short-run murdergame

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MURDER

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Comments

[ironmaid]

Well... So far we've been looking at this from the perspective of being the only ones here. And you know me, I'm a powerless pianist and my world is nothing special.

But everyone here... Remember how interesting it was to get their data from the pipboy? You run yourself ragged suppressing their powers, but... the fact that they have them, the fact that they have worlds where those powers are possible to use...

Don't we have way more resources now than ever before?

[oversawed]

[She looks at everyone, at the rapier in her hand, at Kanon, and then sighs.]

...You're saying I should give them their powers back.

[ironmaid]

Mhm. Or at least, if a power they have is useful, we're not going to find out about it if we don't pool ideas on it!