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[aunter]

R E D > You enter the door and find yourself in a glass box, suspended in the sky. Bright blue skies, white fluffy clouds, even birds pass by in the air around you. One look down and you see grass fields and sprawling lakes as far as the eye can see. Some wild horses running across the fields, some cows, just exactly what you'd expect. It's idyllic as fuck. Then the words appear:

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[cutlery]

As certain as one can be within such uncertain parameters...

[ But he'll approach the table and taking a second glance at the list of numbers and names, Sebastian picks up the dice, rolls...

And up comes a nine. ]

That would be Sara, according to the list?

[aunter]

[ And nothing will happen here, for them. ]

[wheatcake]

[Peter grimaces. Sara was a good kid-- adult woman. Lady.]

[He waits for something to happen, his grip on the knife tightening, and... nothing. Nothing.]

So whatever happens, it's probably in the room with Sara in it. Rolls only hit the person whose number came up.

...I'll go next. [And in his head, he thinks, one or twelve, one or twelve, one or twelve.]

[But it's a 2.] I'm so sorry, I-

[lost_first]

[ James will keep his eye on Sebastian. The information will be useful if they're to figure out how this all works. ]