( KILL LOG - WEEK 1, JASON )

[abhoth]

[There are fifteen minutes left before 7:00 AM. The bedrooms are filled with the hum from the air conditioner units, and the wind has begun to pick up outside. Still — everyone should be safe and sound in their bedrooms, sleep claiming them for yet another hour.

Well... mostly everyone. But close enough, right? Not that it truly matters. This week's sacrifice is still asleep and so are his roommates, and that's the important part.

It's time to get to work, Mira.]

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[To work she does. Just as 6:45am hits, Mira uses the mirror to transfer into Room 111 where Hana resides. Quietly she sits on the floor near the mirror so that her body may be pulled back in by her partners and closes her eyes. It only takes five seconds before she is opening her eyes again, and instead of being on the floor she is in a bed. She lifts up her hand and moves the fingers, testing her control. She is now "Hana".]



["Hana" lifts her torso out of the bed and swings her legs over the side, taking a look toward the mirror. She can see her body being pulled into the mirror by the other two and allows her predatory nature to take over. After a minute of looking around, she finds the piano wire and pushes herself through the mirror.

On the other side is Room 112. Jason is sleeping on the sofa, while the other two are on the bed. She steps with measured steps, the old rug floor below meaning no noise rings out, and kneels down behind where his head is. This isn't really her style, but it's ok. She'll get what she wants out of him later. For now this is strictly business, not pleasure. The piano wire is uncurled and carefully she sets it around his neck, making a circular ring around the skin right below his adam's apple. This should do.

She takes another cursory glance at the room around her, making sure nobody is stirring. 12 more minutes. "Hana" takes a deep breath. Then she sharply pulls the wire ends, restricting the airflow around his neck.]