Chapter 1 (Night):
20:00 March 5, 1922. Swiss Alps.
As dusk approaches each passenger in the dining car gather together. You decide that you would join them, since something or somebody seems to be talking about something important. As you reach the group huddle, you notice that another train attendant is in the middle of the group. What shocks you the most is how similar he looked to the previous train attendant.
"Oh well I'm his brother," is what he replies when you prod him with the question.
Brother? Well that's interesting, you think to yourself. As you look around you, everyone seems a bit uneasy.
"Since it has come time to cast your vote, please make sure you each fill out a slip of this paper that I will hand out to you. Just mark who you think needs to be...well, removed. And we will accommodate the most amount of votes. The democratic fashion as you all wanted," the train attendant continues, "You each will have 12 minutes to complete this task."
The train attendant then proceeds to hand out slips of paper to each one of you. He reaches you, looks up at you, and then says,
"It is written, 'And when they had crucified him, they divided his garments among them by casting lots.'"
As you try to think of the reference, he continues,
"You are, in other words, casting your lot by taking part in this vote. It is just like playing the lottery, except in the end, God decides if you are worthy."
You blink twice. Whatever the hell this man was talking about, you were uncertain of. Hopefully it would make sense in the near future.
After passing out a slip of paper to each passenger who cared to vote, the train attendant sits behind the bar and stares out at each of you, looking to see who would make the first move.
You gaze around the room and see that nobody has moved to write anything quite yet. You break the ice by putting your head down and pretending to write something on the paper. Glancing up for a moment to see if anyone reacted, you realize that your little trick was successful. One by one each of the other passengers follows suit and begin writing down something on their papers.
The twelve minutes seem to feel like 12 hours. What was the motivation of the killer? Who could it be? You felt like as if the evidence was very unclear.
You scribble the words "No Vote" onto the slip of paper and fold it up quickly. You were not certain what to do, so you decided this was for the best. After all, nobody seemed suspicious. At least not yet...
Finally the train attendant, after sitting at the bar, stands up. His piercing gaze follows each person in the room until it reaches you.
"Ah, it looks like all of you are done with votes. If I may, I will collect them from each of you."
He moves towards you and takes the slips of paper from each passenger. You watch as he fumbles around with the slips of paper at the table, once he had gathered everyone's vote.
"Ahem...It appears that you have all agreed that nobody here is suspicious enough of any verdict. Therefore I declare that tonight nobody will eliminated," the train attendant loudly announces. Each of you sigh in relief after hearing his words.
"I suppose you may all take your time to gather yourselves together since this must have been stressful. Please take care in sleeping tonight!" He says.
You each go your separate ways.
IT IS NOW NIGHT 1. NIGHT 1 ENDS IN 48 or 72 HOURS FROM 10:50 PM CST TODAY. MOST LIKELY 72, BUT MAYBE SOONER DEPENDING ON HOW QUICKLY I GET RESULTS AND HOW BUSY I AM IN 48 HOURS.
I would also like to announce that moi is subbing in for General Spoon.
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