Final trial

[grimgrinningghosts]

[After everyone is done investigating/disabling an alien, they will hear a quiet click near the staircase. When they approach the staircase, they will find that there’s a whole new set of stairs, going even further down.

The stairs go deep down, and it takes while before there’s any end in sight, but eventually they reach door. Behind it is a large, completely gray room. If it weren’t for the massive table and strange podium sitting in the middle of the room, the guests would be instantly shocked by how empty it is otherwise. But the feeling of emptiness grows the longer they stay in the room.

The door closes behind them when they all enter the room. If they look, there is a similarly gray tv set sitting at the end of the table, right in front of the podium. Despite it’s age, there is a VHS player connected to it.

Well it sure is lucky you have a VHS tape on you, right?]

Comments

[candlelightsflicker]

He’s watching us!

[theduck]

He’s what? How? From where? Why?!

[candlelightsflicker]

The Futurist and his friends have been keeping a close eye on you.

Not that they've actually done anything about trying to get you out. Only watching. In fact, most of them stopped because they thought your group was nothing but disasters!

[hallotween]

-- Well, gee, thanks, total strangers.

[candlelightsflicker]

Say "you're welcome", Elsa.

[tadaishi]

'Elsa'...

[Hmm.]

The 'friends' you mentioned...they managed to escape the mansion, didn't they?

[candlelightsflicker]

Yes. As intended.

[coulombslaw]

Did they have to vote their host was guilty?

[tadaishi]

Something happened to him, [Indicates Ghostave] so probably.

[He has no idea what happened to Ghostave. Or whether the game even continued after him.]

[candlelightsflicker]

They didn't, no.

[coulombslaw]

Then what did they have to do?

[Tadashi had brought up a good point, but apparently that was mistaken]

[candlelightsflicker]

Because I said so.

Besides, passing judgement is what we do down here.

[hallotween]

And "down here" is...?

[candlelightsflicker]

Guess.

[hallotween]

... The Twilight Zone?

[candlelightsflicker]

That doesn't exist.

[hallotween]

You're either telling the truth or specifically trying to hurt Rod. [shes fine with either tbh]

Hell? I don't see how it could be, though, since all of us aren't dead like you guys are.

[candlelightsflicker]

Not the Underworld. That's where you go if you don't vote guilty.

But close.

[hallotween]

[jeez what the fuck is left...]

... Purgatory?

[keyofimagination]

[...]

No, he's right. The Twilight Zone isn't a real place.

[It feels oddly freeing to say that.]

[hallotween]

Okay, cool, because I am really done with going along with people's delusions at this point.

[darnsitall]

"Intended"? I thought the point of these games was that everyone died.

[candlelightsflicker]

That one had two very specific purposes.

[darnsitall]

And those were...?

[candlelightsflicker]

Burning down that damned mansion and getting Walt's attention.

The deaths were a bonus.