The Hope's History Museum... One of the only places where you can learn about the Tragedy all those years ago... And now a lucky selection of Ultimates will be given the chance to go there on a school trip. Willow Gates, along with 14 others, has be...
I headed back into the cafe and saw Amy. She was holding her own glass and looking at it with Jeremy. I went up to them and heard them having a conversation.
"Do you think they were all poisoned?" Jeremy asked. Any titled her head "huh? Why would that be the case?" She muttered, staring at the small glass "Well... Perhaps this was planned as a massacre? I mean, the mastermind was the one who put everything together and the drinks were already here so... Perhaps..." Jeremy continued.
Amy simply smiled "The Mastermind isnt a true mastermind. They're an idiot who is only there for the AI. I mean, it's not like that kid knew they were a mastermind till they were dead-"
She cut herself off then acted as if she hadn't even said anything. Jeremy gave her a confused look, but then shook his head as if to remove a thought from his head. I then looked at the glasses on the table. It would be the brave thing to test them to see if they're poisoned... But... I don't want to die...
I sighed and decided to talk to Lewis. He was sitting in the corner of the room and breathing heavily. I sat with him "It's ok. It'll be ok." I found myself mumbling. He nodded slowly, then took something out of his pocket.
It was a note
I read it
Forgive him. Forgive them both. Forgive all except Mono-Lisa and the AI
What's this AI that everyone talks about...?
I sighed and went to talk to Vincent. He was talking with Pearl. "Did ya see anything when gettin' out the food?" She asked him. Vincent shook his head "No... But the drinks weren't set out by us. So anyone could have poisoned them. But that doesn't exactly help..." He muttered. Pearl put an arm around him "Don't fret matey! Ya've been plenty help, take a lil break." She smiled, but I could sense the worry in her face. I then noticed something on the table. I decided to head back into the kitchen and check the poison. It was still in the fridge. It was still rather full. I read the label on the back.
Fast-acting, results in the victim coughing up blood. Only a small amount is required.
This didn't feel as useful, but I kept the information in mind.
I heard an announcement saying that it was time for the trial
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The forth class trial
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Olivia was the traitor... And now she's dead...
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Would we find the killer? Who knows. Perhaps this will be the day we die?
