Murder Mysterium - Night 4, Billiards Room
[ LiliS and avante en garde enter.
Lingering smoke hangs heavy in the air of the billiards room. The eponymous table stands square in the center of the room, making the place’s purpose clear. The forest green walls on either side are lined with racks, holding pool cues set horizontal like rifles ready to be taken on the hunt. A fire crackles in the hearth, the grate that sections it from the room patterned with organically erratic bronze branches, badly in need of polish on account of soot. On the mantle a leather cigar case sits closed, a box of matches waiting to be lit ablaze perches expectantly atop of it.
It's just the two of you here. ]
Lingering smoke hangs heavy in the air of the billiards room. The eponymous table stands square in the center of the room, making the place’s purpose clear. The forest green walls on either side are lined with racks, holding pool cues set horizontal like rifles ready to be taken on the hunt. A fire crackles in the hearth, the grate that sections it from the room patterned with organically erratic bronze branches, badly in need of polish on account of soot. On the mantle a leather cigar case sits closed, a box of matches waiting to be lit ablaze perches expectantly atop of it.
It's just the two of you here. ]

no subject
[ Somewhat anxious. ]
It seems we made it out safely so far, at least.
[ And this time without anymore bladed injuries. ]
no subject
... she looks. distinctly uncomfortable, having been matched with this of all units, but she just quietly and politely leans against the wall off to the side. ]
JUST BEFORE DAWN
. . . The answer is at the door—everyone in the room can see a gift left for them in the last second. Something to the tune of a great big bomb with the colors of BAD END=DEAD END and necROMANTIC.
At once, the ticking stops—
And then, the whole world flashes white.
Everyone will find themselves whisked away to another place just in time.
However, the room is completely destroyed. Should the remaining units fail to discover the culprits behind this tragedy, well . . .
You might end up seeing the same fate. ]