You unlock this door...

[keyofimagination]

[Despite all the confusion and worry, everyone eventually finds themselves in the library mentioned on the note. The moment noon strikes, a horrible crash of thunder echoes across the hotel, knocking all the lights out and slamming the doors shut. After a few seconds, the TV flickers to life and starts playing a video. But the moment the video gets to the elevators vanishing, another bolt of lightning strikes, causing the TV to shut back off and plunging everyone in darkness.

After a few tense moments in complete silent darkness, the lights flick back on and, in front of the television, a man is now standing in front of the guests. He seems mostly human, except that his entire body appears to be monochrome, as if he had just crawled out of the TV. When he speaks (acting as if nothing was off about his sudden appearance), his voice is the exact same calm, even tone as the voice over in the video.]

Tonight’s story on The Twilight Zone is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction. This, as you may recognize, [He makes a grand sweeping gesture across the room.] is that very same hotel, still in operation, just for you. As you may have noticed, every single one of you is trapped inside this hotel with no escape. The doors and windows have all been sealed and one thing is clear: it is impossible to go back home.

However, this episode of the Twilight Zone is unique in another significant way. Each one of you has been offered a one-way ticket out of this hotel and back to your lives. While those five unfortunate guests became permanent residents here through death, death is your one requirement to get out of this hotel.

To put it simply: The only way you can escape is to get away with murdering one of your fellow guests.

[He pauses for a brief moment before continuing.]

Of course, if you’d rather not commit such a heinous act, we’ll be welcome to make sure your stay here is as comfortable as possible. There will be enough food and entertainment to make sure everyone is comfortable for the rest of their lives, but it's hard to live in complete comfort when you're now a citizen of… The Twilight Zone.

Comments

[keyofimagination]

I figured I should let her know before she tried something especially risky.

[lusito]

Well I can certainly see why now.

[After... you know, that happened.]

You said that you normally don't directly interact with people. What makes this case special, if you don't mind my asking?

[keyofimagination]

When I was first commissioned to do this, we agreed that I would interact with everyone on a more direct level.

[lusito]

And what did they offer you in exchange? I doubt it's something as arbitrary as money, given your status and Northwest's rather sad attempts at bribery at the moment.

[keyofimagination]

The things that interest me are of no importance to you.

[lusito]

It's not about whether or not your interests are of importance to me, I'm just simply curious. What could be so tempting that you're willing to be the gopher for the person who's actually responsible for our being here to play this little game?

[keyofimagination]

As I said, it's nothing that's important to any of you.

[read: he's not gonna tell you, even if he does kind of like you.]

[lusito]

[... You know what, he'll take that.]

Very well. I can't exactly make you share with the rest of the class if you don't want to.

Is there anything else that we should know that has yet to be covered? No running in the halls or anything like that?

[keyofimagination]

As I've informed Oswald, I would prefer you don't disturb the spirits by destroying the property.

[lusito]

Of course not: why make our current accommodations less hospitable than they already are, right?

[It's bad enough that it's dusty and haunted, we don't need holes in the floor and walls to go with it.]