When I'm god, everyone dies
| Wednesday morning is off to a strange start. Anyone awake shortly after the morning chimes go off will be greeted with the mildly bizarre sight of candles set up in rows along the hallways; they seem to be forming a path leading somewhere upstairs. It seems your friends are still looking out for you. It also seems like they're probably doing it for a good reason, because... ...Is that something burning? It smells like something may have been burning in the ballroom at one point during the night. You might want to. Look into that. >Explore? |

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I'll handle what's happened to him.
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He isn't a recent arrival.
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And that we deserve it.
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Whether you deserve it or not, however...well, we'll see. You'll have your chance to prove that soon enough.
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