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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robowest2017-02-18 12:00 pm
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Do you remember what you told me? Do you remember what you told me about you and the Sheriff and how you couldn't understand because you ran away? Do you remember what we talked about about choices? Look at me. Look at me and tell me what kind of person you think you'll be if you make this choice.
[He'll address the rest in a moment, but he needs her to think about that, first.]
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[ she says it without hesitation ]
I know what I'm asking to do, Percy.
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Take it up with Milla then. Just remember that the longer this game goes, the less people we're going to have available to do this.
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Then I'll help with those, too, [ she whispers, and goes. ]
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She's sick of being treated like a fragile child.
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glances at him, and the shape of her is a little hollow.
she doesn't say anything ]
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...My doors are still open to you, that won't change.
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[ she stops talking, because her voice breaks under the strain of tears. A whisper: ]
Okay.