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the theatre

You awaken in a darkened theatre.

In front of you is an enormous cinema screen. On it plays everything that's currently happening in the mansion, accompanied by appropriate sound effects and background instrumentals when fitting. The seat you're sitting on is large and plush, and while there's many of them, there's enough room in the theatre for you to fully recline the seat into a comfortable bed if you wish. Under each seat is a sleeping mask and noise-cancelling headphones, in case you'd like to take a break from watching the show.

Follow the stairs up and you'll reach what should be the projection room. There are no projectors in here, however; it is simply a large and well-lit room above the main seating area, and a good place to hang out with your fellow eliminated contestants if shouting at each other across the aisles proves too much to handle.

If you leave the theatre through the door in the back, you'll find yourself in a hall. On one end is a concession stand. It's stocked with standard movie snacks - popcorn, candy and the like - but if you're feeling the urge for something else, you'll be able to find it stocked somewhere in the back. On the other end is a table with thirty wrapped bags and a placard reading 'A star for our stars! Please accept these lovely giftbags as a token of appreciation for your hard work, sponsored by [illegible smudge]'. Each bag has a tag bearing the name of someone in the mansion; you will only be able to open the bag with your name on it. As soon as you open it, any memories that have been taken from you, including those of the other people in the mansion that you may have forgotten, will be returned in their entirety. Within the bag are also objects from your home that you may want for your stay here, though you will find no weapons.

There are no other doors in the hall save for the one leading back into the theatre room. There are also no windows; it is impossible to tell where you are and what is going on in the outside world. Any attempts to break out will fail. So in the meantime, why not sit back and enjoy the show?

Oh, and one more thing. At midnight following each execution, once all those who've died that week have woken up, a video will begin to play on screen.

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[ It's okay. She'd wanted to give him a hug goodbye at his trial, but for obvious reasons, could not and did not. Aside from that, she has not forgiven herself for her role in encouraging others to find the other clues necessary for his death... It had all become such a big mess so quickly. She pulls away gently. ]

I... I did. Actually... it gave me the courage I needed to act. Without it... I do not think I would have done anything at all...

[his posture seems to remain tense even after she pulls away, but there's a soft sort of surprise on his face by then.]

Truly? [a beat and his shoulders slope just a little.] ...Then it was not in vain as I had thought. If your clues are as good as you think - and it must be so, I cannot see you making a pointless sacrifice of two - then... it may be over sooner than we had assumed. [his lips purse briefly, recalling first his execution and then her own, and the ones that had come before them both.]

I can only hope for a conclusion in which we do not look back and think; "this was all for naught".

[ The troubling part is that, of course, she cannot remember the mastermind whom she loathes so much... When she thinks of them, no name, no face, no voice, nothing come to mind. Only the reminder that she hates them, and that Poland was selected for a very specific reason... She just does not know what. It is frustrating, and somewhat frightening. ]

Yes. When I read your words... I did not have to feel so afraid any more. I had... forgotten... that I was not alone. That... we were never alone in our burden.

[that seems to be what breaks the delicate air around him. with a sigh that almost sounds like a scoff, his shoulders rise and fall and he leans against the arm of the seat.]

A shared burden is a strange thing to me, but that does seem to be the way it turned out in the end. Unified in hatred for one person... It's suiting.

I... tried. Everything I could do... I tried. And yet... I cannot even remember who it was I tried to leave clues about...

It is one of many annoyances you will face now that you're here. [his expression abruptly drops into something scathing and hateful.]

If that person's identity could be recalled by even a single one of us, they would surely, surely be dead.

Well, I... I acted based on my own judgment... So... if I trust myself... I suppose I can figure out who it was I meant to point at. Yes...?

[he's quiet for a second, and then:]

...If your judgment is to be trusted, one of the people your clue may point to is one of two that Kanaya and I were discussing while your trial proceeded.

. . . Lithuania, yes?

Correct. The other was Rapture, and a third possibility is Stiles, but only Lithuania has consistently been left off of the suspect list.

Even during your trial. If this show is centered around its ratings, surely those in control would have seen the great potential in someone so close to Poland being accused of his murder.

I cannot think of another person who it would be... I had virtually no other reason to select Poland.

Then I suppose it is a good thing that so many of us who went before have taught those left not to trust. It would be a shame, should they come to the conclusion that we have and say "no! This can't possibly be the right answer! He is far, far too kind."

I hope not. But if I could convince them to execute me... Perhaps there are good things to come yet.

There is little else for us to do but sit back and watch at this point. Though your travel here did not look at all pleasant, I cannot say I'm displeased that you have joined us on this side for the finale.

That execution... It is strange... Though I know I endured it, it does not feel as long as it did when it was happening...

[his shoulders rise again.]

I cannot even begin to understand how these executions have worked. Bernkastel is who you ought to talk to for comparative purposes.

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