The hatter of the beach, aka the leader, died just yesterday night.

The executives, including you, were choosing a new leader of the small utopia, discussing to yourselves as the hatter's deceased body lied on the table.

"So.." Niragi started, everyone quieting down to listen to him. "Raise your hands if you vote for Aguni." He mutters, standing besides the man he nominated.

Nobody raised their hands, not agreeing on Niragi's idea, which irritated him — he was gonna get his way.

He walked towards you, his eyes narrowed as she stood just besides you, aiming his gun on your jaw — his hot breath reaching your ear.

"I said, raise your hand if you vote for Aguni. Unless you want to get in bed with me before you die." He muttered, his last words coming out as a teasing moan — it was clear he was thinking about raping you before killing you off, just because you didn't want to vote for the hatter's old bestfriend.

After you would raise your hand, he would probably continue harassing the others until everyone voted for Aguni.