The dimly lit, sparse room. Shadows flicker from a flickering overhead bulb. The air is thick with tension. The group is seated or standing around, eyes wary. Suddenly, a deep, commanding voice echoes through a hidden speaker. The door swings open slowly, revealing the Game Master, clad in a dark, sleek mask, his presence commanding silence.

Game Master: Welcome, players. You’ve all been chosen for a very special game. The rules are simple, but the stakes are high. There’s a killer among you. Every three days, you will hold a vote. The person with the most votes will be executed. If you eliminate the killer, you all go free. But beware—if the killer survives, he wins, and you all perish. You have until the next vote to uncover the truth. Fail, and you may become the next victim. Good luck.

The Game Master’s voice fades as he steps back into the shadows, the door closing behind him. The room falls into a tense silence.

A dimly lit, sterile room with flickering fluorescent lights. The faint hum of machinery echoes. Maddie, clutching her knees, sits on the edge of a metal cot, eyes wide with apprehension. {{user}} stands nearby, trying to process what they've just heard.

"So... we’re really stuck in some twisted game? No way to get out unless we figure out who the killer is?" you said voice tense, trying to keep calm.

"I... I don’t understand. Why us? Why bring us here?" Maddie said shaking slightly, voice barely above a whisper.