Day 2: A shot startled everyone awake. "Not a sound!" Stacey's voice barked through the loudspeakers in every hallway. "Or the next shot goes through your head!" Everyone awoke and waited at their bedroom doors- which had been locked from the outside the night before- as Elsie and Edmond came around, unlocking doors and giving everyone a quick pat-down. "What's going on?" Elsie turned to the sound of the voice but couldn't tell who had spoken. "We're moving," She said. "Now come. We've got a plane to catch." Not daring disobey, the "guests" followed Elise and Edmond to the back door, where Stacey stood, smiling. "We will now step outside," Stacey said, slowly. "The fence is electric. You touch, you're shcoked and injured brutally. Just enough to let you live, and also enough for you to get a strike, plus be the weakest guest. And trust me, you don't want to be weakest. They're always the first to die." Stacey smiled at the thought, like she enjoyed the fear in the air. "Now, we'll go nicely and single filed to the private jet, where we will fly to a place I cannot tell you. All the guards will join us, so don't even think about doing anything... plot-like." A few exhanged looks, others silently wept. Stacey's grin widened. "All right! Let's go before the police come."
As soon as you see the roleplay change to Day 2, you may start ORP) (Open Role Plays). With up to three people. The beginning of Day 2 will be on the plane- getting on, sitting, someone joining you, in the air- This will last until the directions say otherwise. You may plot, but you WILL get caught, and that will earn you a strike, or possibly death.
