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[CONTINUE + 4] week 1 || act: indict

[Saturday dawns, bright and early again. No one comes to the Inn, but you feel compelled to go to the Core anyway.
It's as if you're forced to. As if....it's inescapable. Puppets, forced to dance where their strings lead.
You make the walk past everything, until you are directly in the Core, where some kind of whitish, rainbow-gleaming liquid can be seen below.
In this area, you are led to a wider platform that is still open to the liquid before, with the handrails in place - where there are some seats around, and....surrounded by a sea of entirely gray faces, no Monsters to be seen.
This...for all of you, it is a familiar sight.
It is a trial location.
You are here to find the killer...and convict one of your own, in a murder that makes no sense.
But you have no choice.
You can only forge ahead....and try to find out the truth.]
ACT: VOTE
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[He still has his gloves off from the earlier check, and it is just two, on his right hand]
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no real reason, she just wants to look at them up close ]
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Also if you ice them they hold cold for a long time which is great for randomly touching people. Oh, and watch this!
[He whips out his knife and like, stabs his hand???
Only it barely even bleeds and just kinda sticks there. Gross]
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[ she says that, but she also nods appreciatively. ]
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