FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

Alright, that's quite enough time. Move along towards the trial, if you would all be so kind. You know what's coming.

[ It's routine by now - go to the vault door, get let into the elevator by Angel, head down to the trial room... it's hard not to notice the losses on the ride down by now, though. Your numbers are starting to really dwindle, even if you're often spread out enough not to notice as much normally. The trial room and its podiums, too, seem more than ready and willing to remind you of the same. The red glow of the empty spaces is constant, potentially unnerving. ]

Remember that as there are two victims to consider, up to two votes may be counted at the end of proceedings. As always, I am but a direct address away, however rude you choose to make it.

Find the party or parties responsible for the deaths of your comrades. And to those parties: Good luck.

[ The screens rise!

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[mouflon]

...And you do have something you regret, don't you.

That shackle... Is it worth killing to get it off?

[bolderfell]

...Maybe. But it's not worth dying for it.

[mouflon]

[ hmmm ]

What, not confident that you could outsmart us?

[bolderfell]

One against--what are we now, fifteen? That's not good odds for anyone.

[mouflon]

That's true. And you do strike me as someone who is more cautious than that.

[bolderfell]

I try, anyway. And... I want to get out of here alive.

It gets harder every time someone dies. Shelley and Ema both taught me things about... you know. Technology. Air passages and fingerprints. If there's something I'm not confident about... it's about getting out of here without help.

And I really doubt the Professor would actually let any of us go.