Night 3 - Knightley

[murimurimuri]

[Simon has been back in their room for awhile now. He's lying on his stomach on the floor, a half-eaten sandwich next to him, and a ton of paper strewn around him. He's carefully and meticulously practicing someone else's handwriting.]

Comments

[murimurimuri]

...I can't figure it out. No matter how I look at it, the distribution seems completely arbitrary.

[staunton]

Is there anything we all have in common?

[murimurimuri]

Not as far as I can tell.

(Unless we're all criminals and murderers. But even that doesn't seem likely.)

[staunton]

...Maybe it's better if I don't think about it too much. We can figure out the "why" when we win this game and leave.

[murimurimuri]

[Darkly:]

...Yeah.