Objectronpa! The upmost tragedy.

Settling in, Chapter 1D

DISCLAIMER
TINSOAP HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM THE BOOK DUE TO SOMETHING. THERE IS A CHARACTER THAT HAS REPLACED HER SPOT, PLEASE CHECK OUT THE CHAPTER IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO THAT IS.

I woke up.

As I lifted myself from my bed, I quickly glanced around what and where I was.. what happened?..

Only a quick look at the room I was in brought me back to my senses.. it weighed down on my shoulders, making me feel sick..

Of course.. this .. everything..

That.. killing game.

I still couldn't get my head around it, it.. it didn't make sense, it wasn't right.. nothing made sense about it.. something like this couldn't and wouldn't happen!

Of course.. I didn't want to believe anyone here would be capable of.. murder..

But the way some of them acted, ..

And hell, of course I want to go home! Everyone here probably does, they're all just as scared as me.. but killing for it?

And- the motives, that Record mentioned..

What did that even mean? Like a .. kick in the direction to make us kill?

... without that.. maybe we would've been fine..

Maybe without whatever these motives will be, we could've got used to this place and waited out for the police to find us ...

But.. the word motive, the thought of that.. it .. it just..

Someone was going to do it.. I didn't want to think about it being possible.. but someone will be forced to kill.. someone has to..

And.. Punishment?.. What did that even mean..?

I stood up, glancing at the clock on my wall..

6:19

Probably in the afternoon..

After what happened earlier, I decided to just go to sleep, go into a state of mind where I could just forget everything and nothing mattered..

But now I was awake.

Another thing I didn't get was the fact my room was specifically designed for me. The walls had patterns of music notes, and there was a smallish piano on one side of my room, with sheets of songs I could play..

It didn't matter, I already knew quite a large range off by heart, if I ever chose to play.

But did that mean this whole building was designed SPECIFICALLY for us?? Why us?? Was it just.. extremely bad luck??

Also, the rooms seemed to be soundproof. It was almost silent the whole time I was exploring in here, which probably meant it was soundproof. Maybe everyone was just being quiet, .. but I didn't see that as a possibility.

There was still some time until night time, maybe I should go out and talk to some others..

They were probably just as overwhelmed as me, most of them anyway.. it really depended of what type of person they were.

I was worried about Sd Card, honestly. What he said..

I just needed to distract myself from this, talking to someone else will make me feel better, I know it will.

I unlocked my door with my handbook, walking into the hallway..

Just what I expected, voices.. so the rooms were soundproof?