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“Very good. Very good.” You write it all down on the board with the phantom pen. This surely will help in the next Phase! “Let’s throw you guys another softball: What’s your most traumatic experience?”
Chatter breaks out, and every single participant is appalled by this idea. At least mildly conflicted.
“Bahahaha~! Why would I spill my guts out to ya, kid? <span class="mu-i">Skull Crusher</span> Brutus’ lips didn’t dance to the police’s tune, they won’t entertain the idea with yours.” Prisoner Brutus rejects the idea outright.
“I don’t know, guys. It could be a good bonding experience for everyone involved! Everything said here will stay a secret.” You act like you’re holding an AA meeting.
“At least invite us to drink to loosen up first!” Prisoner Sasha snaps her fingers.
“Influential people have perished just by knowing my name. Don’t push your luck, guard.” Prisoner Dunga has nothing but contempt for you. Oh yeah, they think you’re a guard, no wonder why some of them are on edge.
“I'd rather die than tell YOU anything!” Carmella is pissed at you.
“I concur. I intend to keep my secrets to the death. I’m fairly close to my objective, wouldn’t you say? Why give up now?” Wigmar has a good laugh.
“Then die.” Quye doesn’t have any chill. “Your corpses are enough for our purposes.”
This takes some courage out of the crowd.
“W-Woah, woah, woah! Everyone! Hold up! This electrocuting stuff isn’t messing around. It’s so damn painful, I lost my groove, found it again in the afterlife, and came back rocked. We aren’t joking!” Roundbert doesn’t want anyone to suffer like he did.
“No, sir. We aren’t.” Squarefelix does an X with his arms.
“Let’s not do anything rash. I promise I won’t tell anybody. Please, mind your health.” Prisoner Tihana doesn’t want to see anyone hurt.
“To my people, anyone who dares to break a promise will be cast aside for life. I won’t say a word.” Prisoner Walter says to give everything more levity as he bows.
“Why are you lot being so melodramatic?! Just tell him to change the question for stars’ sake!” Carmella wants to force you to change your mind.
“No. The rules are clear. Now answer the question or die.” Quye has enough dilly-dallying. The Birdy Bird looks like it has no intention of putting anyone to a permanent end, but they don’t know that.
“Mr. Phil Noon, I’m choosing to trust you. Shall I start?” Judith breaks the uncomfortable silence.
