Safe for another day.

So 5 people died yesterday. Timothy Evans, George Gregory, Ian Gunderson, Alexander Lyndon and Betty Michaels. Which leaves one police officer alive. Obviously suspicion fell immediately upon me. Of course as the criminal I'd want the cops dead. We all met up and almost immediately the remaining cop Diana Reed, told everyone that I had to be one of the killers. She then informed them more specifically of the crime I was accused of. I was being taken into custody after I had been found at the scene of a murder. I was quick to speak up. See I had been found at the scene of the crime with various severe injuries, but I had been holding the murder weapon. The cops hadn't fully been able to piece together what happened. How had I murdered this person and then gotten these injuries and so I told my story right there.

"I was a friend of the victim. Come into town to visit, when I had come upon the murder scene. The real murderer was still there. It was a man, wearing a strange mask. At the sight of my murdered friend I had attacked him and we fought for a while, I got the weapon away from him, but I was severely injured and I tried to flee and get help which is when the cops found me. As for killing the cops. There are 5 killers here can anyone give any reason why they wouldn't go after the cops first? Personal vendetta likely had nothing to do with it. I've never killed anyone and I never will," I told them. Diana and a few others seemed skeptical, but most of them seemed to be at least slightly doubtful of my guilt. Except one man. I only know the people by name, so I don't know which one he was, but he was staring at me with pure hatred. He stepped forward.

"You're a liar. You murdered those people," he announced and his voice struck me as familiar. I looked him over. He didn't have the mask, but it was definitely him.

"You! You're the murderer! You came here to try and finish me off didn't you!" I accused and his eyes narrowed.

"You lying ass. I'm not the murderer. You are, but I was the one who kicked your ass and I'll do it again!" he yelled and tried to leap at me. Diana stepped into his path and caught his hand flipping him and slamming him to the ground. He let out a grunt and tried to get up, but she stepped on his throat.

"We will not have you two fighting during these meetings. When and if we decide to kill one of you, then we will have violence. I'm taking charge of this meeting. Anyone got a problem with that," she announced. Nobody did.

"Alright. So, one of you murdered those people and as much as I don't like either of you, we can't risk killing an innocent especially our narrator, so for now, both of you are safe. If we're lucky this problem will solve itself during the night anyway. We'll keep from killing anyone just yet. Hopefully tomorrow we'll have more to go on. Oh and in case anyone is worried about me dying tonight. I'm not worried. I'll be fine and tomorrow we'll definitely have more to go on," she explained. Nothing else of much interest happened. I hope that murderer doesn't come after me tonight. Though I guess if he does he'll prove his guilt to the others. So... I should be safe... 



Barry Adrian
Monica Adrian
Terrence Amossa
Felix Carter
Sylvia Connor
Martin Curry
Jenny Devon
Michael Devon
Curtis Devon
Timothy Evans (Cop) (deceased)
Lillian Ezrah
Cory Fenox
Harold Gorbandt
George Gregory (Cop) (deceased)
Ian Gunderson (Cop) (deceased)
Warren Hayman
Jim Henrickson
Franklin Isaacs
Nathan Jilees
Samuel Kirk (That's me)
Morgan Kurtis
Christina Lambert
Patricia Lena
Gina Lewis
Jennifer Lonne
Darren Lonne
Alexander Lyndon (Cop) (deceased)
Sarah Lynn
Rich Manfred
Betty Michaels (cop) (deceased)
Shane Michaud
Wanda Mullen
Alexis Mycelle
Herbert North
James Olliver
Diana Reed (Cop)
Liam Rogers
Mandy Silver
Xavier Warner
Marshall Yates

Well then...

I'm not sure how I keep getting myself involved in this sort of thing...

So... I guess I'm the narrator. How does one tell a story...

Well alright... So... We lucky ones were all in a hospital for various reasons. Doctors, patients, some cops who were here for a specific patient when suddenly the hospitals power shuts down as well as the back up generators. Immediately lives were lost and then emergency power was restored, but it wasn't powering what emergency power normally powers. The machines were still offline instead what came on was the intercom.

"Greetings contestants! You have all been chosen to play a fun new game. It's called The Dying Game. I'm your host The Dying Man and I'm going to explain what's going on. The people out there think this hospital is being quarantined due to the discovery of a deadly contagion. There will be constant news coverage so, no worries about no one knowing about your death. All deaths will be announced to the public.

Oh did I mention deaths? That's right. Many of you are going to die. See the rules of this game are simple. Not all of you here are innocent. Some of you are monsters. 5 of you in fact. If you are an innocent normal person then these monsters are your enemy. They will be killing some of you each night. In return you will get to choose someone to kill each day. The goal of you innocent people is to kill all of the monsters and the goal of the monsters is to kill all of you. Whichever one of you wins will be allowed to leave safely. The losers will of course be dead. There are also a number of doctors wandering around wearing black doctor outfits. These are my agents. Attacking them or in any way impeding them will result in your disqualification and death.

Now there are a few extra special rules. Some of you will be given certain extra rules. Things that you alone are allowed to do. Lastly I am going to be playing as well. I am as I said The Dying Man and some of you know what that is, but some do not. So, let me explain. I am a monster capable of possessing hosts. I will either kill or possess one person per night. If I possess the majority of you before I'm stopped I win and you all die. I will start out possessing one of you. If at any point in the game my original possessed person is killed all of my other selves will die so that you have a chance.

Oh and we'll need someone to record all this. To tell the fans following the action of this game, what's going on. If there is no narrator, you all die.

Now then... You each have a room assigned to you. When night falls everyone must go to their room and are not allowed to leave your room until the sun comes up unless your special rule gives you permission to do so. The main operating room will be your meeting room during the day. Remember if any of you break the rules you will be immediately killed. Whoever chooses to be our narrator will be provided with a special laptop and a list of all our contestants. Now then, you should all meet up and decide on your narrator and then all go to your assigned rooms which my black cloaks will bring you too. The First Night is coming." The Dying Man finished.

The Black Cloaks arrived and escorted us to the operating room where we could decide together on the narrator. There were a few people who wanted the job, but I ended up getting it. There were some complaints about this, but they didn't last long. Being the narrator is a rather innocuous job and it was decided that giving me something to do was better than letting me have free time.

I should probably explain. I'm technically a criminal or at least under suspicion of being a criminal and the aforementioned cops were here for me. At least one of them was quick to expose my criminality to the rest of the assembled group, so now everyone knows I'm a criminal and I'm immediately untrustworthy. So, after some arguing back and forth it was decided I should do the narration as it will give me something to do other than evil criminal acts. Like I wouldn't commit evil criminal acts, just because I have to type stuff up... Whatever. I like the idea of narrating. So, everyone who was armed was forced to give up any weapons they have in private. Apparently the killers will find new weapons in their rooms. So... Now I have to post up this massive list of people.

Barry Adrian
Monica Adrian
Terrence Amossa
Felix Carter
Sylvia Connor
Martin Curry
Jenny Devon
Michael Devon
Curtis Devon
Timothy Evans (Cop)
Lillian Ezrah
Cory Fenox
Harold Gorbandt
George Gregory (Cop)
Ian Gunderson (Cop)
Warren Hayman
Jim Henrickson
Franklin Isaacs
Nathan Jilees
Samuel Kirk (That's me)
Morgan Kurtis
Christina Lambert
Patricia Lena
Gina Lewis
Jennifer Lonne
Darren Lonne
Alexander Lyndon (Cop)
Sarah Lynn
Rich Manfred
Betty Michaels (cop)
Shane Michaud
Wanda Mullen
Alexis Mycelle
Herbert North
James Olliver
Diana Reed (Cop)
Liam Rogers
Mandy Silver
Xavier Warner
Marshall Yates

And finally done. I suppose I should probably mark down who the cops are. So... Anyway it's night time. I guess we'll see who dies... Really looking forward to tomorrow... I bet there won't be anyone wanting me dead at all...

That was sarcasm of course...

All the Players have arrived.

We will be beginning shortly.

Trying again.

It's been a bit...

My last game didn't go so well, but here we are. Starting again. Everything is set up and we'll have many more players this time. We'll be sure everything goes well this time. We have a bunch of players ready, but a few more people will be coming soon, so we will wait just a bit longer and then we can begin.

I hope you are all as excited as I am.

Let The Games Begin

~The Dying Man