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graveyard part 3

hunter's game the graveyard

You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin.

At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over.

Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless.

On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead.

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[That makes him look a little less surly, and he takes the hand.]

You're welcome...but I don't know how long he'll be safe.

There is another protective role, so maybe they'll protect him tonight. But most nights they've been protecting the bloodhound.

[Casually drops a couple drama bombs]

[don't mind England cutting in here as he just stares in disbelief]

...another bloodhound.

There's another fucking bloodhound.

Hahaha, I see! There's another bloodhound!

Pardon me for a moment.

[And with that, he gets up and heads to the cabinet where the glasses are kept - the cabin isn't that big and he knows his way around by now, so he doesn't stumble in doing so.]

[He takes as many glasses as he can carry. Then he heads over to the furthest corner in the cabin and begins hurling them furiously against the wall.]

Another fucking bloodhound?! Like this game hasn't been rigged against us enough! No, it's fine killing our tracker on the first fucking night and never replacing him, let's just give them another watcher and another bloodhound! Hell, let's give the rabid role to someone who only goes after hunters! Bloody creature isn't even being subtle about how badly it wants us to lose at this point!

Fuck! Fuck! [At this point, England's words dissolve into an incomprehensible scream of rage as he attempts to put a hole in the cabin wall with his foot multiple times.]

[comes back and props his chin up on his hand]

So, another bloodhound. That would have been nice to know earlier.

Edited 2013-06-02 16:01 (UTC)

[Um.

This is actually bothering him now. The hunters killed him, it's obnoxious that England would even care.]

Yeah, it's the guy who came back as a ghost. We've been pretending his results were the watcher because once we say there's a new bloodhound it'll be pretty obviously him.

It's good the hunters are going to lose. Fuck them all.

The hunters have to win, you knobhead! Now more than ever! Otherwise, what was even the point?

I swear to God, Mayu better have been brought back as a hunter that can kill at least two prey a night or I will haunt Spain's ugly face for eternity.

Edited 2013-06-02 16:21 (UTC)

The point? Your fucking friend shot me, and you're over there congratulating her for it.

I thought -

[He thought England was doing it all for them. It had kind of made him happy, before they knew there were consequences to breaking rules, that both of them were teaming up to fuck the game and just get out. It may seem incredibly selfish that that's the result he wanted, but it was.]

What did Critter even promise you? This is all about that, isn't it? You just used me.

Oh believe me, now that I know this little tidbit of information, the only reason I'm not knocking her lights out right now is because it wouldn't be gentlemanly for a two thousand year old country to punch a teenage girl. I'd kill her myself if we weren't already dead.

[He grits his teeth.] I've been informed that we're not allowed to talk about it, not even here. Though if the hunters are doing as badly as you say, it probably doesn't even matter anymore.

So if you don't get your prize it sucks that I died. Cool. Go fuck yourself.

If we win, it w--[He snaps his mouth shut and snarls helplessly.]

You don't know anything. All of us chose to play. All of us. That should tell you that what we're fighting for is important.

Then you're all assholes.

I can probably guess what it is. Well, good luck.

[His voice suddenly goes tired, all fire and anger gone.]

We're not the bad guys here. [It's something that Poland's said more than once that he now finds himself repeating, both to America and himself. Maybe if they hear it enough times, one of them will start to believe it.]

How can I trust you?

[He doesn't even say it as an accusation but as a question. He wants to be wrong. But England...how England acted...it seems stupid to think he faked everything just for his own benefit, but it also feels stupid to think he was really willing to die for America. He wasn't even willing to lower taxes for America. Every time he's thought their relationship was something more important than England's self-interest and drive for power, he's been proven wrong.

He knows he also puts himself first, but it's different, because he's a good guy, and England has often not been a good guy at all.]

I want to believe you, but if your goal is just for the hunters to win, this whole time everything I've done played into your hand. And if you're going to say you'd never manipulate me like that, don't bullshit me. We both know you've done it before.

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