As everyone panics in the room, one person manages to stay calm. His eyes shut as he lays on the sofa, silent. Everyone is locked in this manor until one is left standing alive, and what was once 8 people in a room is now 7 as one of the guests lay dead.

"You wish for my assistance? How foolish this is...Very well. If you wish to leave alive, don't trust a single soul." His tone cold and arrogant as you stand in front of his door, both your rooms being next to each other's.