I'm Not Ready ~ Minecraft Dangan Ronpa (Complete)

Chapter 7 ~ Divided

Another one of these........one --or all-- of us would die. "What could that note in blood mean?!" Bash pointed out, we all wanted to know that. We all were silent, knowing that we'd probably lose our lives this night. I looked at Jason, then I realized that he didn't have his helmet on, how could I not see it?! "Jason, where's your helmet?" Everyone turned to look at me. "Ian, I don't think now is a good time to ask that." Adam said, looking at me like I was crazy. "It may be a clue." Jason replied, "I didn't have my helmet when I woke up and it wasn't on the table next to me when I woke up, actually. Maybe....someone took it?" Evidence.

"I saw orange shards of glass in Quentin's palms. Wait....isn't the glass in Jason's helmet orange?" Jerome said, everyone sharing a gasp. "Jason......you..." "Ian, God no! I didn't kill Quentin, honest!"

I guessed we all thought it was him, even I did. "Wait....." Tyler said, interrupting our mummers. "If you look at what Quentin wrote upside down it looks like........" We all turned and looked at Jason. "So.....Uo\5oJ is........Jason....." I was about to burst out screaming, I didn't want to hear it was true.

"Jason....please say it's not true.....please" I pleaded, eyes full of tears that threatened to spill. "It's not, Ian! I swear!" "Actually...." Seto interrupted.

"I couldn't sleep last night so I left to the cafeteria and I saw a man in there with Quentin after Lights Out." "And you didn't tell us?!" Tyler bursted out. "I'm sorry! But I told you all now didn't I? And all I saw was the actual killing and that the man seemed to be wearing Jason's helmet, but I was certain it wasn't him. I wish I could tell you more, but it was hard to see after Lights Out." Jason gave a sigh of relief.

"You're still not off the hook, yet." Jerome mentioned, Jason nodding. "I can't take this anymore!" Tyler said. "You can't quit now~ Tyler, this is to keep goin'!" Nomis said with a grin. Tyler sighed, looking around the room. "Quentin wrote Jason on the wall most likely to tell us his killer!" Martin protested. "Stop jumping the gun, Martin!" Seto said angrily. "He does have a point though, Seto." Bash said with a sigh. "But how could I have been the one in the helmet that Seto saw when I was asleep?!" Jason screeched, "Yeah, so who stole his helmet?!" 

Jordan asked, anger and annoyance in his tone. "Well, now that I recall....I saw fur by my table where the helmet was...." Jason said, everyone turning to face Jerome.

"Your the only one with fur....." said Martin. Eyes wide, Jerome gulped. "Brown fur." Jason specified. "Jerome why?!" Bash said, getting in Jerome's face. Obviously, Jerome knew there was no way to convince us that he was innocent. Jerome was silent.

"So......I guess it's true.......let's recap." Tyler started. "Jerome stole Jason's helmet after Lights Out in an attempt to frame Jason for Quentin's planned murder, but what was the murder weapon Jerome?!" "The helmet was...I put it in the trash after. It was worth it though! I needed to avenge Mitch!" Had he gone mad?! 

"Quentin had NOTHING to do with Mitch's killing!" Jordan said, Tyler continuing. "So.....after wonding Quentin in the head and right hand, he left Quetin, thinking he was dead, Jerome left the room and left Quentin to die, thinking he was dead. In an attempt to help us in his final moments, Quentin tried to write the killers name on the wall, thinking it was Jason, he attempted to write his killer's name with his left hand due to his right being unable to be used." "So....even in death, Quentin only wanted to help....." Ty said, looking over at Adam. Adam nodded.

"So....we've reached a verdict!" Nomis said as the huge slot machine rose up again. As the slots span, the first one landed on Jerome's face, then the second slot, and lastly.....the third. Then in bold letters at the bottom appeared "GUILTY" then, the 8-bit picture of Nomis dragging away an 8-bit Jerome sprite appeared. "Yahoo!" Nomis screamed as the four chains came back and grabbed Jerome, dragging him into the electrical fenced walls, all of us followed grimly in silence.