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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[looking at her from over where she's standing, near the voting box]
[she doesn't say anything else, just watches her, brows furrowed and mouth turned downward into a frown]
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I'm not going to withdraw my name from consideration, but I'm not going to tell you that you can't do this, either. But I will say this.
[when she's close enough, she places another hand on Xion's shoulders]
I've told you time and time again that you must keep moving forward, but there's another part to that I haven't mentioned yet. Games like this will twist you from the inside out, mold you into something you don't want to be, if you let it.
Stay true to yourself, Xion.
[squeezes her shoulder lightly]
Don't feel like you have to volunteer for something like this to prove that you're strong. Don't feel like you need to volunteer because you made promises, because you want to show others that you're capable.
. . . follow your heart, as it was before this game began.
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I'm not doing this to prove that I'm strong. I'm doing it because... I owe it to Felix. But, Milla...
[ ... ]
Thank you.
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. . . please don't change, Xion.
Persevere, adapt, and grow, but never change.
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... I'll try.
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