I don't actually know that. Some kind of vehicle, must be?

* Room A is a vehicle.
* Room A is underwater.
* Room A is in air.
* Room A is in space.
(same with A and B switched)

* Person A interacted with the vent of Room A with the intent of moving Room A.

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>>20934

Rooms A and B are and were not airborne, in space, or in or on the water. They cannot be moved by interacting with vents.

So therefore...?

You have the pieces. Tell me what happened.

* Persons A and B were in cars. They drove their cars into each other's, with murderous intent! Both died as result of the collision, through different injuries inflicted upon them by their own cars and its contents.

* The vents have nothing to do with anything, besides that cars tend to have them.

>>20936

Correct. Persons A and B, enemies who wanted each other dead, drove their cars at each other in a game of chicken, each assuming the other would swerve. Person B was wearing a seatbelt, Person A was not.
Person B died from a broken neck caused from the seatbelt being improperly positioned, and Person A was impaled on the steering column.
The cars ended up mashed together, but the interiors remained separate, and although greatly damaged, the windows did not fall apart. Thereby, two closed rooms.

My congratulations.

>>20709

The murderer splashed ammonia into the room. Then the servant came along to clean the room. They used bleach. Chloramine gas was produced. Death.

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The culprit could have given both elements or just one of them (the second element was already inside the room) for the unsuspecting victim to bring inside the room with him. The two elements then came in contact through the actions of the victim.

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>>20712
No chemical reaction took place that would produce a poisonous gas.

>>20713
Correct. The culprit induced the victim to open a poisonous bottle of fiber glass resin inside the non-ventilated room.

The fumes from the fluid mixed in with the air and microscopic glass shards tore the victim's lungs apart from the inside. Needless to say the coughing caused contractions which exacerbated the injuries. Coughs heaps of blood on the floor, death very soon followed.

Don't ever believe someone when they tell you its safe to "use some chemical indoors."

"All the mysteries in the setup for this gameboard are thus solved as well! Ange is older because we're decades into the future and you subconsciously made her older! Because I am not Battler, you had to somehow make me relate to her at this older age, and you chose to kill her off to make me feel that loss and then genuine happiness upon reuinting with her! It's the only possible solution, given that the real Ushiromiya Battler wouldn't have known how she would've looked like at an older age!

You removed everyone but Genji in terms of servants probably because you needed a head servant. The others you replaced with maids from Sayo's childhood or something because, no matter how hard you try to remove her from the story, in the end - you needed a servant to be your 'Beatrice'! Even you are bound by the rules of this twisted tale!"

"Don't fuck with me! As if I'll accept that! Tohya looks exactly like Battler!"

"It's been decades. Sayo's appearance could've been altered. Being originally born male, and being the son of Kinzo, it's only natural that his facial structure would resemble that of Kinzo's at an older age. And if it does -- then it could, by extension, resemble that of Battler!"

"Wh-what about the deformity? That should've been a clear tip-off, shouldn't it have...?! They were the main reason for Sayo's misery! Surely, he would've exhibited signs of her inner darkness during his time with Ikuko!"

"So much of Tohya and his backstory is left in the dark. For all we know, Ikuko could've run him over and he could've suffered lacerations! He could've believed they came from the accident! Because you controlled his memories and hid the truth from him, he would've never known about Sayo's problems! Therefore, he would've never considered him as Sayo! It's also possible that through the years he managed to receive some sort of surgery to fix his problem once and

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"Midnight Eulogy"

"...Hey." A voice tells me. "Hey now, wake up."

It sounds... nice.

Comforting.

My eyelids lift. Where am I...?

I get up. There's sand in my hair. And under my dress. And between my toes. I look up. The sun's shining. The strong winds are gone. It's nice and warm.

My head hurts, though. Something feels wrong with it. Something -- someone feels gone.

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"...Ngh." I grunt, slowly getting up from my bed. I must've had a bad dream of some kind.

"Everything okay? You've been sleeping for a while." Ikuko tells me.

"I'm fine. Just... my head kinda hurts. What time is it?"

"Uh," she glances over at the time on the computer. "A little over midnight. We came back from Ange's a few hours ago."

"Is that so...?" I say, lying back down.

"How... do you feel?"

"Good. Better. Way better. I don't, I-- It feels almost like... he's gone. Battler, I mean. I... I'm not really scared anymore."

"That's wonderful to hear. It's a shame you worried for all those years, and in the end the exact opposite ended up happening."

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And as I drift off to sleep, I can't help...

...But smile.

SEPARATION OF THE GOLDEN WITCH

THE END

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And that about wraps it up! Thanks for playing!

>>20511

The definition of 'locked' in the case of this door only states that the lock was engaged, not that it was performing its function. It had been tampered with previously such that it would appear locked but the door would still open. This was done by someone who was definitely in the room prior to then, per narration. Jessica.

>>20512
"The door was not tampered with in any way. It was performing the function a door would when 'locked'. In other words, it could not be opened without using a key to unlock it first!"

The door needn't be closed in order to lock it. As long as it's not a dead bolt, it's possible to lock the door before it closes, then close the door, with no one being the wiser.

Also, the door can be locked without using a key.

>>20514
"The door had to be closed to be locked and a key had to be used to lock it!"

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New thread: >>20515

Mainly because I bothered to type out the epilogue to this and it's turning out to be long as shit.

Continue to post your theories there, as per usual.

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>>20267

"Sorry, sorry..." I gasped, trying to look like I'd just gotten too excited. I followed after her, out into the hallway and around. Up the stairs we went. Hurrying to the right, I saw a lot of people standing around outside the door to the first room, the Moris' room. One of the maids, Ayame I presumed was holding the other as she cried, which was probably Yuri. At a glance I could see that Mr. Itoh, Detective Yamauchi, and Chou weren't outside, and as Ms. Kojima and I approached the door I could see why. They were all inside, looking at a large reddish-brown stain that managed to stand out against the already reddish-brown carpet. To my untrained eye, if that was blood then it was far more than one or maybe even two people could lose and still be alive, and if the smell in the air was any indication, that was definitely blood. Detective Yamauchi was on one knee, gently placing his hand on the patch. Mr. Itoh was standing over his shoulder, frowning and looking at the stain as well. Chou was standing back by the doorframe, and when I tried to enter she put her hand out.

"I'm sorry, sir, but detective's orders." I looked over her shoulder to see the detective hold his hand out towards Mr. Itoh and rub his fingers together. Mr. Itoh nodded and they began a whispered conversation. I looked back to Chou and she shrugged helplessly.

I sighed. It seemed that I had missed my chance to look inside the room at this moment. "Alright, what do you know?" I asked my faithful friend and assistant.

She frowned, looking over her shoulder, before whispering to me, "Well, I didn't get much of a chance to look, since we were trying to see if there was anyone in need of medical attention. But I'm pretty sure there's no one else in this room. I also had to unlock the window to look outside in case they'd been dropped out. They hadn't been. I think the snow looked undisturbed too."

Well, it was better than nothing, I su

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>>20500
D.

>>20500
D

>>20500
A