WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[You now know why you're here, Titled. The question now is, is there a way to get out of here without invoking the rules? What will those who brought you here do to get you to kill?

Time will tell.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[classmated]

Well, that's because some things come a little easier to you than other people. You're one of a kind.

[pinnately]

[ She laughs, not doubting for a minute that his words are anything but a compliment. ]

As God's gift, that makes you really special too. [ ... ] I think some of these can be hard, but maybe I can get some of them if I'm lucky. Do you think they would have a wedding dress in my size?

[classmated]

[ He has to smile at that! ]

I'm sure if it's on the list there has to be one somewhere. There might even be one for me. [ Because somehow "wedding attire" translated to "I'll wear a wedding dress too" for him. ]

[pinnately]

We should try to find them! [ Yes them, because she would love to see you in a wedding dress too Wake. ]

I'm sure you would look really, really, pretty.

[classmated]

Haha, maybe, but I'm sure you'd look even better. [ Okay, let's see. Is there a map of the stores anywhere?? ] Let's think about the stores we've been in so far and try to figure out which one might have a wedding dress. Probably a fancy store, somewhere expensive...

[pinnately]

[ Wait, she knows the answer to this! }

Hmm...how about what the place we tried to classmate? The high-scale?

[classmated]

Sure, it's as good a place as any. Do you want to lead the way?

[pinnately]

OK. [ Off they go to the high-scale then, where she's immediately drawn to a dress with way too many sequins. ]

The way this dress sparkles reminds me of the sun on a bright spring day...

[classmated]

[ Following her gaze! ]

Oh, you mean when it's on the water? Haha, I guess it does look like that.

[pinnately]

Mmhmm! Do you think it would look good on me? Or maybe something with more fluff? Like a dandelion!

[classmated]

I think anything would look good on you, Torri. But we should probably focus on finding a wedding dress before getting sidetracked.

[ Is that a white dress over there? Wake plucks it off a hanger. ] Do you think this counts?

[pinnately]

[ How can she do anything but smile and blush at that answer. ]

OK! [ She looks at the dress—it's not that fancy, but it is a pretty nice dress. ]

Mmmm, I think it might count. If I put it on for you to judge, would that help?

[classmated]

Sure! That way we can make sure it fits right.

[pinnately]

I'll be right back.

[ Maybe it's because she's so determined to do good in the scavenger hunt for Wake, but she actually manages to go to the changing room and come back without getting distracted or lost. ]

I've come back! What do you think? [ ...Wake is good at this, because the dress fits her perfectly. ]

[classmated]

... whoa! [ Forgive him for pausing before saying anything else. ] That looks fantastic on you, Torri! And it really looks like it could pass for a wedding dress!

[pinnately]

[ She feels good in this dress, but she feels even better knowing Wake likes it too. Rather than say thank you, she giggles. ]

Then we have to get one for you too! Then we can win together, do you think that would earn us extra points?