FIFTH TRIAL

[whimsicalism]

Is everyone finished? Good. It's time for a trial.

[The ride to the court room is uneventful this time. There's no breaking of bones or porcelain when you land. The podiums are rather empty, especially now that there's only twenty portraits even if there's twenty one podiums still. Huh. Fancy that! It's almost as if the Storyteller was still bitter.

Though, there definitely feels something off about the court room. It sort of feels like you're being watched but you're not sure.]

Seven is Dead. Time to find out who's responsible. Time for a trial!

Comments

[strictura]

We decided the eye injury was from the darts, didn't we?

[battlestations]

That's how it seemed to be, but if everything happened at the treehouse and the head rolled, it would alter our theories a lot. I think we were on the right track before, though. I mean, we certainly have a dartgun.