
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.
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[ She bows her head. ]
Was I too obvious...?
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[Just... places a hand on her shoulder? Oh, Xion.]
It's not your fault.
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You assume the killer has access to the same limited information we do. But we already know that there's a network of cameras in place here... and that it's likely they have a master key of some sort to unlock doors in the hotel. I doubt they needed to hear anything from you to know where you'd be.
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... can the killer ... really access information like that? Do the bandits have the ability to see what the camera sees, without needing the camera? [ She starts to frown. ] I wonder if the game allows for that.
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They might. I don't think it's unreasonable to assume that they have much more knowledge at hand than we do. [ a beat. ] Of course, I would say most of us knew that the camera was in your hands. So perhaps I'm giving them too much credit.
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if she's bothered by that subtle dig about everyone knowing she sure doesn't show it. she seemed genuinely grateful for his input. ]
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I -- I don't want your thanks.
[ it's less vitriolic and more bewildered than he'd like... ]
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At this point, I would suggest swapping the camera around, assuming we get it back. But at that point, you also risk putting it in the wrong hands.
[ He shakes his head, sighs, then adds: ]
If it is returned, we may need to discuss what to do with it again.
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[ Her voice is a little thick. ]
It stays with the Sheriff from now on. Me and Damian will talk to him about it next week. This way it's safe, and fair.
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That may be our best option. We cannot trust ourselves with it.