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I walk into the parlor where everyone is at the moment, and take a seat.
"Well, I heard about the hostess dying, and I've spent awhile thinking, which is why I was absent. I was in no hurry to speak and get myself into more suspicion than necessary. I understand how my being upstairs could point fingers at me, but I think this entire thing is just to mess with our minds.
What's going to happen if we can't bust out? We need some sort of method to find out who the lycanthrops are. There would be nothing more regrettable than if we killed an innocent.
Those of us who are infected will try to avoid all suspicion, so this whole thing will be about what everyone wants the others to think."
I stop to rub my nose.
"Do there happen to be any non-alchoholic beverages? Giving a speech is quite tedious."
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