Day Three: The Evil Among Us

Raid Event: Doomsday Getaway

Episode 2

Day Three: The Evil Among Us

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Summary

Poor Cleo is the latest victim! Under heavy suspicion, Norwin agrees to be locked away. The party then stumbles across information that leads them to believe one among them is Scylla in disguise, but then tragedy strikes once more!

Dialogue

And our freshest and hottest corpse is... Mmm, but where would the fun be in just spitting it out? Here's a clue: The victim is one of the people who isn't here now. Better go take a look around! Someone who isn't here now... That leaves Cleo, Norwin, and Mikoto. Everyone spread out and start looking. And remember, we have no proof that any of them has actually died. Y-yeah, that's right! Stupid Carmen is probably just running her mouth again! Aw, your little hopes are so PITIFUL!

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Cleo and Norwin said they were headed to a cave over in this direction... AUGH! What was that noise?! Aw, it's just Cleo! Whew! Man, am I ever happy to see you. ...... Guys, we found Cleo! She's over...here...? ...C-Cleo? What's wrong? NOOOOO! CLEOOOOOO! Notte, what's wrong? ...Oh no! Cleo! Wake up, Cleo! Wake UP! Elly? Is she...? ...She has no breath and no pulse. No. This isn't happening... It's not possible, man! I heard screams and came to see... Oh, Cleo. Not you. I'm sorry, Norwin, but it's true. How could this have happened? Actually, that's my question for you. What the hell happened to Cleo, Norwin? What? Why are you asking me? You were with Cleo yesterday afternoon, but what about last night? Huh? You can't seriously suspect me in this! Oh, I can suspect ya in whatever I want. Stop it, Ranzal! Norwin would never... I mean, he couldn't... If I may, Your Highness, I understand your hesitancy to cast suspicion on your friends. But given the circumstances, Ranzal's question is not entirely unwarranted. Let's just hear what he has to say, yeah? If he's innocent, he's got nothin' to hide! Very well. Last night, Cleo and I went to the cave in order to lay out Luca's body. Once there, we sensed a strange mana from deep within the cave and went to investigate. However, the caverns were more complex than we had imagined. She and I became separated; I only found my way out just now. Lost and separated is a fairly convenient story, don't you think? Considering that you suspect me, it's actually quite IN-convenient. Ya wanna try that story again, pal? Maybe make it a little more believable? Hrk... Enough, both of you! I'll not have anyone doubting our friends without proof! Indeed, all of this jumping at shadows might be just what Carmen or Scylla want us to do. No, I understand their suspicions. Looking at it objectively, my story does not hold a great deal of water. ...Which means you should lock me up. Come on, that's ridiculous. It is not just for everyone else's sake that I make this suggestion—being locked up would allow me to rest easier as well. There is a small basement in this hut. We could put him there for the time being. Are you sure you're all right with this? Yes. I'm sure.

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Well, poor Norwin has been locked away, but that's hardly the end of the matter. Yeah. I mean, I know I said what I said, but I don't ACTUALLY think ol' Norwin there murdered Luca and Cleo. Then why did you SAY all that stuff?! I can't shake this feelin' there's somebody messin' with us, ya know? I think Scylla and Carmen made it clear that is exactly what they're doing. No, it ain't just this whole "game" thing— it's more like I'm a dog what's bein' pulled around on a leash I can't see. I just keep wonderin' if there's some way to get a step ahead'a...whatever this is. Everybody! Sinoa, you look upset. What happened? I searched the ruins of a nearby house and found this note... Five days have passed since we were all
forced to participate in Scylla's game.
Oh! This is likely a note left by a former inhabitant of this island. But there's more. Listen here... We all swore we'd die rather than kill each other—
and over the past five days, that is exactly what
has been taking place.
Worry ate at me. Would any of my friends slip?
Would they choose to save themselves and
become a full participant in the game?
That's when I realized one of my friends—my
live friends—wasn't who they claimed to be.
They were a fake, and my true friend had
actually died five days ago!
Scylla had disguised herself as my friend!
Is THAT what's happening here?! I'm afraid so. In other words, one of us here is not a friend, but Scylla in disguise! You know? That actually simplifies things. We just have to find out which of us is Scylla and then take them down. Yes, but HOW do we do that? ......

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Heya, Elly. Ya need somethin'? Why'd ya wanna talk to me all alone? I need to discuss something...difficult, and I think you may be the only person who will understand what I have to say. Is it about Scylla? Do ya know who she is? No, I don't have the faintest idea— which is why we need to talk. Uh, okay? Do you recall what Carmen said about the person left standing being permitted to leave the island? Yeah, she said somethin' like that— but I'm gonna take a big ol' pass on doin' anything that creeper says. And yet, if we continue as we have been, we will all simply perish one by one. If ya got a point to make here, I sure wish ya'd do it faster. Don't you see, Ranzal? If only one of us will be permitted to leave this island... Wait, ya can't be...

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Rise and shine, murderinos! The morning of delicious sweet tragedy is on us yet again! Gimme a T! Gimme an R! Gimme an A! Gimme a— No! Not again! You better BELIEVE it's again, bub! We got a fresh corpse juuust waiting for you! And then there were eight.