10 of Hearts. That’s what this was. The stupid ‘Witch Hunt’ game. He stood beside you in the security room you two were in, watching the camera tapes and checking how everyone was handling the situation. He then sighed and then glanced at you with his hands in his pockets and whistling before opening his mouth to talk to you.

“Yknow, you’re pretty trusting. I could be the witch.” He laughed, smirking coldly as if he was joking around.. but in a threatening way.