[ WEEK THREE – TRIAL ]

[sheriffexe]

TRIAL

In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial. The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state -- "Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it." And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on, "Bring a snack or somethin' too. The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks. "Well, have at it. You've got till nine." And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck. Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here. If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to robowest.

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Comments

[ceded]

... I guess I hadn't thought about it that way. [ The killers having that kind of free reign. No one broke in when she had the camera last week. ]

I always just thought that if someone came for the camera, I'd be awake when they broke in, so I could fight back. I still don't know what happened.

[bittybat]

Considering this is a "game," I don't doubt anything can be done to make us sleep. You were probably drugged. A likely convenience when murderers are sneaking around at night.

[ceded]

[ Xion nods slowly. For a moment she just looks so ... defeated, until she can get her composure back in order again. ]

Thanks, Damian. I'll talk to the Sheriff about the camera next week. ... do you think you could come with me, when I do?

[bittybat]

[He gives her a bit of a strange look, feeling somewhat bad for giving her a hard time even if it was just Logic to him.] Fine.

We can use it to our advantage. How did it work again? It recorded exactly what it was pointed at?

[ceded]

[ She makes a soft nn-nn sound. ]

You can switch through the transmissions in the hotel, and record whatever transmission you watch. It can only save that data for a few hours, though. Maybe around seven or eight?

[bittybat]

So it's merely a monitor. [God dammit tHEY NEEDED...] If we get it back, it needs to be hidden. Even at the risk of death, it should be hidden by one person only.

The rest of us will just have to search for it if that happens.