Death By Design

[Darth Feather]

Kind of, yes. After all, we know that whatever we do you have to keep us alive or else the game is over.

Meh, I am not sure about that. If we would have opted to try to eat all items, I am not sure wether the host would've let us survive.

[Stildawn]

Discussion/Suggestion Phase Over.

Here is a run down of all suggestions forming the characters next action:

If the door is open, probably best idea is to leave and enter into another room. Seeing the room empty, they might go on by.

Yes, hiding is probably the best option

Putting all the items quickly in the satchel and quickly disappearing might be the safest. Running too far down the corridor poses higher chance of getting caught, or an empty room where it looks to be a place to easily hide or at least be hidden from view (like laying down on the floor against a near wall or under a desk) might buy us time if the Agent person is in a hurry in his search. Also, having the mobile phone turned off might be an idea, or just unclipping the battery.

I'm with the others. Duck up the corridor in the direction of the agent (if he knows what room we're meant to be in, he won't expect that). Find a room, preferably with some means of cover from the door. Sit down and read the book - it's one of Clancy's better ones. If the agent discovers you, offer the massage in exchange for your life.

Anyway gathering stuff and hiding in a nearby room is probably the best idea anyway just in case I am wrong

1. Take everything from table.
2. Examine lock of the room (can it be locked from outside)
3. Go to another room and hide. When agent checks the room where I was interrogated, then:
a) if doors can be locked from outside, lock him in
b) if not, try to sneak out

Action taken:

- Pack all items on table into the satchel bag
- Leave the room
- Move down corridor towards the suited man
- Find room to hide in


I plan for the next write up to be up by tonight my time (8 hours or so)

You can continue to discuss the situation, and ask questions. Remember you can ask about anything the Character would know at the present time, anything. If he should know it then I will give you the answer (think of this as the character thinking about things in his mind lol)

[El Barto]

Do I have a criminal record? Do I have any allergies? Am I any good at singing in the bath? Do I have any fighting skills? Did I ever attend college and do something worthwhile in debate club? Do I look good in a moustache? How good am I at poker? Do I have good reflexes? Have I sustained any injuries recently? Have I ever been in a similar situation before? Why am I here?

[Stildawn]

Do I have a criminal record? Do I have any allergies? Am I any good at singing in the bath? Do I have any fighting skills? Did I ever attend college and do something worthwhile in debate club? Do I look good in a moustache? How good am I at poker? Do I have good reflexes? Have I sustained any injuries recently? Have I ever been in a similar situation before? Why am I here?

Haha ok here goes:

Do I have a criminal record? No
Do I have any allergies? No (mainly so I dont have to remember this later on when you try kill the dude by eating something weird lol)
Am I any good at singing in the bath? Better than most
Do I have any fighting skills? Training No, skills developed from random school/bar fights
Did I ever attend college and do something worthwhile in debate club? Yes, No
Do I look good in a moustache? Only during Movember lol
How good am I at poker? Better than most, have waste some hours online
Do I have good reflexes? Yes
Have I sustained any injuries recently? No
Have I ever been in a similar situation before? No
Why am I here? Returning home from holiday in Barbados

[Beskar]

Do I have a criminal record? No

Well, more accurately. "We think we don't have a criminal record" since we are not apparently who we think we are.

[Stildawn]

Part 1.01: Footsteps

Officer Harden’s feet disappeared in one last tug behind the far door frame the man in black disposing of the body he created moments ago. The sudden emptiness of the long corridor snapped my mind back to reality… Thoughts racing I knew I must do something, and fast.

Spinning away from the window and scanning the room, in a panicked haste I swept all the items on the desk into my satchel bag, quickly swinging it up onto my shoulder I reached for the door knob.

With a long breath out I turned… And turned… And the door opened… “Phew” I thought as I darted a look down the corridor, the man was still inside, I could faintly hear him moving Harden around inside the room.

I looked right, the corridor was long but I could see an intersection of sorts about fifteen meters away, I was about to move in that direction when I paused.

“What if he’s looking for me?” “It’s possible, but why?” “What if Harden told him where I was?” I thought to myself, quickly deciding it might be best to hide closer rather than further, in the hope that the man would walk right past.

I darted silently down to the left, getting closer with every light step… I past one door, it was locked, the next however just two doors up from the room the suited man was occupying opened… Peering inside it was lab of some type, a large stainless steel work bench with various instruments stood in the centre of the room, and another bench ringed the outside edges.

I didn’t have time to be picky so I quietly closed the door after entering, the room was dark with the door closed, but I quickly navigated by touch to the workbench in the centre, then around its far side, eventually crawling into a small compartment, furthest from the door.

Breathing heavily from the stress of the moment, I began to settle into my new hiding place. My heart was still racing when I heard the first footstep…

“Oh my god, oh my god” I uncontrollably whispered to myself as the next steps sound reach my ears.

They were slow… Methodical… Ever closer…

There was a pause… The last step sounding just outside the labs door…

“Ahhh hmmmm” I mumbled silently panic creeping in… I felt naked… Like he could see me even when he couldn’t… Like he could sense my very presence through the wood and the steel…

Silence… Nothing… Time stood still as I trembled…

….

…

A faint thud… A footstep… Then another… Another… Moving… Moving… Further away…

With a cold shiver down my spine I listened to his soft methodical steps, one after the other, getting fainter and further away… I was safe, at least for now…

“Excuse me… You can’t be here?” A firm but muffled voice sounded.

“Yes you… Only authorised people are allowed back here?” The voice rang out again.

“Yes…” I thought to myself smiling.

Click… … Click…

The unmistakeable sound of the silenced weapon’s action seemed to tear through the air, with it all the fear returned, climaxed by the thud of a new body hitting the floor.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” The piercing sound of a female scream stung the air as I trembled back into my cubby hole.

The sound of running came next followed by another scream this time a man…

Suddenly the world erupted, an explosion of sound as an alarm was sounded… Doors flung open, men & women screamed and the corridor was filled with the noise of running panicked people.

“$#!+,$#!+,$#!+” I mumbled as my heart raced again the shrill swelling sound of the alarm rising and falling in pitch rocking my soul.

“What should I do? What the hell was going on? Who was the suited man who had now killed at least two people? Was he after me? Why?” I thought…

“WHY????”

[Ishmael]

I'd propose blending in with the crowd of people presumably running for the exits. After that we can see about getting the hell out of Dodge.

EDIT: Of course I doubt it will be that easy, given that it's unlikely our host will allow us to go home and live our life in peace. Still, I don't have any better ideas.