It's time for an after party!

[perpend]

[About an hour after the trial and subsequent execution, Cabanela makes a decision.

They need to do something, keep the morale up, however little it may be.

Under each occupied room door people will find the following note written:


In difficult times such as this, it is important to carry on.
Don't give into despair; we must preservere.
If you don't want to be alone this evening, meet me in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Upon entering the dinning hall, you will find Cabanela sitting at one of the tables; he has lit two candles that are placed at the center of the table, but there's nothing else to note.

You'll have to supply your own food, since he doesn't have much of an appetite.]

Comments

[ninehundredlives]

No. It won't.

[But it saved twenty-seven other lives, and it made him pay. Susan's not cold enough to push the point, given that they've all just watched the man get executed, but that's how she feels.]

I thought we'd have a little longer than this before it all started.

[perpend]

[Cabanela isn't the vengeful sort; he can't consider it a victory.]

And now that Reaver got this liiittle ball rolling, I'm afraid we're not going to see an end of this.

[He hopes he's wrong. He really, really wants to be wrong.]

[ninehundredlives]

I think you're right.

[SORRY BRO]

Maybe we'll have a little longer, now that everyone knows the stakes. But they'll be more careful next time.

[perpend]

It'll only get tougher from here on out.

This goooes without saying, buy you need to stay vigilant.

We can no longer trust each other as a group, it's just not possible.

[ninehundredlives]

I know. I'll be careful.

[She never entirely trusted "the group" to begin with.]

Is this it, then? We just wait around here until we all kill each other off?