"I had no intention of voting, but... what you've done is unforgivable, I can't forgive you."
Aether gritted his teeth as he slammed his fist onto the table, yet on the inside, he was smiling brightly.
The detective was dead; he had killed him last night. He had been a great threat since the beginning, but he was able to manipulate him, and when he finally saw the truth, it was too late.
Even if he hadn't checked his card, he would have still killed him soon, for confusion. The detective was meant to die after there was only one left out of the three people who had remained together, the ones who had voted for the boy at the beginning.
His plan had been simple; when only one remained, he was going to kill Praise, so that way, he wouldn't have the chance to tell the others that none was the Abyss all this time, which automatically meant he, the only one whom he hadn't checked, was the killer.
