WEEK 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's been a month now, and even more people keep dying. Even more, one of the beloved (if.... very weird) guests killed two people just because it was "funny", and while there seems to be other people they don't seem too interested in helping out or even being seen.

This week a new land opens to the public which, depending on the last trial might be a blessing or a curse.]

17 Guests Remain

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Comments

[thegreateggscape]

I don't see you doing anything better.

[She's just gonna grab him by his trouser leg.]

You're showing me. If it's a trap, you get taken with me.

[candymancan]

Oh, using me as a human meat shield? Cowardly, cowardly. But you are a chicken, after all.

[But, fine. He starts to lead her down to the dispensary.]

[thegreateggscape]

Think of it like insurance.

[She will ignore that jab at her species, thank-you-very-much.]

[candymancan]

Insurance for what? A car, a house... your life?

[thegreateggscape]

I'm not letting you lead me into a trap alone.

[candymancan]

It's not a trap. You all think so little of me... Would I really try to kill you so openly and obviously?

[thegreateggscape]

It's not open, or obvious. It's in the back of the weed dispensary.

[She, however, has no doubts he's just counting down to the perfect opportunity to betray them all.]

[candymancan]

Yes, but anyone in the area can clearly see that I'm talking to you right now. If you turned up dead, everyone would know I was the last person to see you. It's not worth the risk.

[thegreateggscape]

You've given thought to this.

[Of course.]

[candymancan]

Perhaps.

[thegreateggscape]

[SQUINTS AT she's onto you. basard.]