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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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You keep saying a lot of "you cannot know" and stuff like that... what are you talking about, exactly?
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AN ALLEGORY
FOR THIS
YOU ARE ALL
STILL IN THE CAVE
I HAVE
WALKED OUTSIDE
TO TRY AND EXPLAIN
WHAT I HAVE SEEN
WOULD BE
IMPOSSIBLE
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[ try to explain, o scary one ]
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No no, I believe that you still are. Perhaps you blinded yourself when you stepped out, so you do not know what real light is.
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What about it?
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...Then we've basically fulfilled the analogy's conclusion by killing him.
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