trustfell | Welcome.

Rise and shine.

There are a few things that matter right now - the fact that you're waking up in an unfamiliar but decently comfortable bed, the fact that you don't recognize the room you're in, the fact that you seem to have some sort of headache... Nothing severe, mind. Just the sort of odd, heavy fuzziness that comes with having slept far too long.

You don't really remember where you were immediately before this, not upon waking. Something will come to you eventually if you think long enough, however - a couple of seconds of consideration will bring to mind a place, a memory, a recollection of where you were and what you were doing.

It probably wasn't anything that would result in you being here, though.

Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy.

You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave the room, but don't worry too much - your door won't lock automatically, so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. It seems you're not alone, either; the hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused people by now, and should you turn around to look at the door of the room you just left, you'll find a nameplate with your name printed on it. There's a single word underneath it with no explanation. This is your title, but don't worry about that right now.

Depending on when you left your room there may be a clock chiming in the foyer up ahead. It seems like it's seven, though it's difficult to tell if it's seven in the morning or seven at night. There aren't any windows, after all. Should you venture into the room with the clock, you'll find that the only exit is closed - there's absolutely no way to break down that steel bulkhead. It looks like you're not getting out of here anytime soon.

The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with thirty-five pictures on it. Beside each picture is some very specific and very familiar information. Feel free to examine it. The bulletin board is large enough for plenty of you to gather around and gawk. Don't try to get at it though, that glass in front of it is very thick. If you try to break it, you'll find out the hard way that it's shatterproof. Sorry about that.

Perhaps even more of a concern than the glass is the list beside the profiles. It looks like a set of rules. You might want to examine those, though they're not providing much of an explanation for why you're here or how you got here.

So relax and get to know your fellow Participants. You might be stuck here for awhile.

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Until a year ago or so.

[It isn't when that's the problem.]

I see.

[Apparently a former profession is important enough to list on her profile, so he is admittedly a little curious about the why.]

Well. Hopefully no one ends up requiring our services, but given the apparent nature of this school...

[He's referencing the rules, and how apparently it's very violence-happy.]

I'm not sure how much we could do for a serious injury, with what we have here.

[If someone, like, stabbed someone. Which. Seems the likeliest means.]

Exactly. I didn't find so much as a package of bandages in the storage room. The best we could do is slow down the inevitable.

[Unfortunately for the unlucky person getting stabbed.]

At that point, maybe it's better not to...

[It seems like it would be worse to slowly bleed out. If someone's going to do it, they should at least have the decency to get it over with.]

Mm. I don't disagree. Not much point in dragging it out, unless they felt like revealing the guilty party.

[Throw the culprit to the wolves.]

What do you think happens if they get found out? They're supposed to just keep on living here with a bunch of people out for their blood?

[For, you know. As long as that might last.]

No idea. That's for the Coordinators to know and us to find out, I imagine. Wouldn't hurt to ask them if they decide to show up.

[They...are watching all this, right? Are they just relishing the chaos right now?]

[And thus Susan asked that question ten times in the induction and was never answered!]

I'm sure they will. Why else would there be a rule about attacking them? It would be a lot easier not to let us have the chance.

Mmm, fair enough. I suppose it's a matter of "when", then. Do they wait until someone gives in and takes the risk?

[Of killing without knowing the whole process, that is.]

I wonder how long it's going to take.

[She seems to accept that it'll happen at some point.]

If we are genuinely trapped in here for some time and this is all we have to work with...

[He raises his hands to refer to the building at large as "this".]

Not very long.

[Susan sighs.]

Probably not...

[What he doesn't say is, "We just need to make sure it's not us." But that kind of goes without saying.]

As for what we do from there... That seems to be something the Coordinators will have to tell us. After all, the guilty party can be caught, according to the rules.

I guess we could just try locking them in their rooms...

[She sounds incredibly doubtful of this idea.]

That would surely teach them a lesson. But then we would be forced to keep them nourished as well.

[Which is just...why bother. Their fault for botching their attempt to get out.]

That would be a pain. But I don't really know what else we're supposed to do with them, short of continuing the murder cycle.

We could ask the Coordinators to deal with them, I suppose.

[...this is inevitably going to get super awkward in a few days.]

They can go to a different, smaller murder prison...

[it's a joke]

[It gets a chuckle out of him at least.]

You have to figure that they've got something in place if the guilty party gets found out, though. If it comes down to it, we'll find out one way or another.

Either way, I don't think they're really going to let anybody go. Not after all this.

Oh? You believe they intend to keep us?

[Well.

That's not something he wants to consider, ever.]

Maybe our bodies.

[. . .]

What- they'll kill us? They seem to have gone through entirely too much trouble to simply kill us.

I think they've gone through too much trouble not to, in the end. Once they've gotten as much fun as they can out of it.

Welcome.

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