Bad End Night

You had a bad feeling about being here, but you came anyway. Everybody in your town did, taking the long trip up the escalator to the very top of the hill to where the gorgeous mansion stood. The main hall was now crowded, and chatter rose to the high ceilings as the people sitting on the wooden chairs looked to the stage excitedly. Silence fell, swift and harsh, as a small figure walked on stage. Of course you remember him, and although he couldn’t possibly pick you out, you have the sudden urge to run.