"Gather around!" Stacey called as everyone entered the dining room. The wall where the TV had once been somehow disappeared, revealing a much larger room. On a small platform stage, 9 doors were lined up in a row. Behind a few of them, muffled shouts were heard, and indents were made in the door's wood from desperate kicks. Stacey shouted for them to be quiet, for soon people would be able to match the voices to each door. Silence fell over the room, and Stacey turned forward, looking over the audience's heads and at Elsie and Edmond, who stood in the back with guns at their sides. "Everyone's votes have been added up, so now it's time for the big game. Guess Who's Behind The Door!" "Those behind the door are lucky, because there were no extra ties, which means only 3 people will die... from this game." "First, Door number one," Stacey motioned at the door like a talk-show host. Everyone waited with baited breath as the first door swung open and revealed... Angelina. Her mouth had a gag over it and her hands were tied to the back of her chair. She scanned the crowd then looked up at Stacy with hatred. Stacey laughed at her expression deviously and assured her, "It's okay. You're safe." Stacey bent down and started to work at the knots behind Angeline's back. Once Angeline was free, she shoved her into the crowd like she were touching a spider and moved on to the next door. "Alright! Behind the next door is..." The door swung open, and behind it was Luna. SHe was kicking and trying to shout through her gag. There was a bang, and a bullet pierced through the air at lightning speed and punctured Luna's heart. Edmond stalked forward like a predator as she fell back in her chair, and with precise aim and speed, he let loose another shot, and within moments Luna was dead. Stacey smiled. "One down, two to go."
