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Eliza felt like vomiting. She nearly had vomited whilst watching the horrifying death of a girl she'd come to call her friend, and she'd seen a variety of brutal things in her time. Sitting on the bed in the room she shared -- used to share, with Nia, she allowed herself to cry, something that she usually tried her best to avoid in front of others, taking her hat off as her body shook with deep sobs, her tears dripping onto her coat. 

Well, you did want to be able to have the room to yourself, and now you do, don't you? She thought to herself bitterly. Of course, it would be ridiculous to blame herself for her friend's death. There wasn't any way Eliza could have known what she was planning, but still... 

Eliza had a gun and knew how to use it and more importantly, threaten with it. Eliza had known Nia and shared a room with her. Eliza had promised that nobody would die, Eliza should have dealt with Keiko in a non-lethal way, Eliza should have...

When she first saw the corpse, Eliza nearly vomited. The mutilated corpse formerly known as Keiko Kanode was a disgusting sight, completely sickening her. Of course, Eliza hadn't liked the girl one bit, but the thought of the agony she must have gone through to leave her corpse looking like this made Eliza's stomach turn. 

However, Eliza's delicate sensibilities aside, there was a murder that had to be solved. She walked towards the body, forcing herself to make a cursory examination. 

Eliza listened to the lunatic bird for a little while before running towards the lobby. Something precious, something important... What could it be? Dashing into the room, she stopped in front of the display cases, quickly identifying hers. Was that... that was her locket! The locket that was a gift from her sister, the locket with a portrait of her and a lock of her, the locket that was all she'd had of her beloved sister for years.

"N-no!" she muttered, frantically grabbing around her neck, taking off the locket that was there, and opening it to find a small image of Monotus' face, wtih 'f(h)ooled you!' written over it in red marker. 

Throwing the fake to the floor and stamping on it, she looked back at her locket, the real one in the display case and breathed out heavily through her nose in an attempt to calm herself down. She wasn't going to kill anyone of course, she would never kill someone just for this locket, just for her own gain, but the thought of losing it forever was agonizing.

Eliza had been prepared for a hostage situation. She had been prepared for a mad killer, she had been prepared for an organized crime ring, she has been prepared for a cult or a corrupt government conspiracy. 

She had not been prepared for a mechanical owl sitting on a T-Rex skeleton and demanding that people kill each other. Kill each other... of course, she had no intention of complying. 

But could the same be said for anyone else? Eliza didn't know anyone here well, and didn't know most of them in any way at all. Any one of the people here could be a potential murderer. As far as self-defence went, she was pretty sure her trusty Colt and the other equipment she kept in her backpack would be enough, but she walked at a brisk pace towards the nearest exhibit room anyway.

Eliza was getting very slightly worried. Not scared, oh no, Elizabeth Charlotte Kaylocke did not get scared, far from it, she reassured herself. She just found it very slightly worrying that the doors in the lobby, the only exit to the place that she could find, were plated in iron and covered with wire.

Looking closely at the wire, she heard a faint humming. Suddenly, a thought came to her head, a thought that made her step rapidly back. She'd encountered electrified wire before, trying to sneak into a bandit camp in rural Somalia. 

She didn't know how strong the voltage was, but she suspected it would do more than sting were she to touch the wire. Sighing, she turned away. If only she'd brought some wire clippers with her, perhaps she could find a way to escape.

Of course, she was pretty confident, that, even with the reinforcement, she had sufficient supplies to break out through these doors if only it wasn't for that damned wire.