DAY TWELVE
![]() Complex Population: 13 You wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. However, it's completely dark. There's only the rumbling of a generator, and it's not clear what time it actually is. Maybe you should step outside to see what's going on. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard |
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otherwise you all would have been in a trial to vote off our murderer in a few hours probably
taking the brain seemed like a good idea at the time so she couldn't come after us again
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Do you have any idea where the dead people are stored, Alice?
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because it doesn't look like they're stored in any of the other places
but it's hard to really say because i don't understand how most of this works