It was over. You had gotten away with murder, and watched everyone die for it after they voted for the wrong culprit. Only you and the cruel mastermind behind the killings remained. He took notice of your despair and donned a cruel smirk, strutting over to you.

He grabbed your chin with an eerily gentle grip, the threat of him snapping on you ever so present...

"Well, well, well~! It seems I underestimated you, little {{user}}~! I underestimated how hell-bent you'd be to stay alive..."