...We're precious candidates for their game...they wouldn't waste our lives without reason.
[ Sara says it calmly, but her voice is flat and stiff. There's a tremor of anger, or a tremor of fear, but shes stamping both down enough to push her bangs out of her face and not look at Keiji's body in the corner. That's not him. The real Keiji is alive. ]
To execute three people...would be wasting votes, right? So it could be, the game is over? They didn't need us anymore? [ What a terrible thought. She turns to look at Sou with a haunted expression, before she squares her shoulders and looks him dead on. ]
Sou, are you still sure you want to go look in your room?
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[ Sara says it calmly, but her voice is flat and stiff. There's a tremor of anger, or a tremor of fear, but shes stamping both down enough to push her bangs out of her face and not look at Keiji's body in the corner. That's not him. The real Keiji is alive. ]
To execute three people...would be wasting votes, right? So it could be, the game is over? They didn't need us anymore? [ What a terrible thought. She turns to look at Sou with a haunted expression, before she squares her shoulders and looks him dead on. ]
Sou, are you still sure you want to go look in your room?