Post-game: Angrist's narrative

[Angrist]

Day Four
It was a cold morning, the coldest in weeks, and it affected the men. Icy stares accompanied the icy weather. They were preparing the autopsy of Copper's body. Professor Angrist expected it could be dangerous and he had suggested that Strangler would help operating, providing the men a chance to turn onto him. But as they were waiting for Strangler to arrive, they heard a scream: “Don't kill me! I am uninfected!! I hope you bastards shed a shame-filled tear when you find out!!!”
Fox Childs came in, shouting and cursing. “I found Strangler, he's got one of those knifes in his throat!”
He was right. When they neared the body, they saw the knife in the throat, just like they had found Bennings, the innocent, killed by one of their own. But no innocent victim this time. Stranglers chest moved in ways that made the others sick. As the body recovered, Childs stood ready with the flamethrower. Strangler burned really good, to the content of everybody who had been insulted by him.

When they got back to the autopsy, people pushed forward the researcher they called The Game. Somebody shouted: “Let him help with the autopsy now that Strangler is dead!” Professor Angrist hadn't expected this, but it happened. Minutes later he saw the researcher die, fear of death in his eyes. He had not been infected. The professor suddenly realised that a while ago, he had had just as many votes as this poor guy. Close call...

It was at that time that some of the men noticed that people were missing from the room. The professor was quick enough to see the German assistant mechanic Palmer walk down the corridor. Palmer grabbed a few metal objects until his hands were full. Suddenly, another arm sprouted from his body and grabbed some more staves. The professor gasped and held his breath. Three arms? He thought his eyes were deceiving him, so he blinked a few times. But there he was, assistant mechanic Palmer, with not two, but three arms. Another one for on the list...

And once again the speculation began. Although he was starting to get used to it, he feared for his safety. He had had to open his mouth more often than he wanted. He started to think about who had teamed with the killed aliens. And with the living one, Palmer. Based on that analysis, he came up with a few persons who probably weren't infected. He needed them on his side, but how?
When he noticed Danny Nauls walking out of the room, he waited for one minute and went after him. He met him in front of the toilet. “Friend, trust me like others have trusted me before... Palmer is infected. Watch his moves and you might notice, but this is not how I know what I know.” Nauls answered: “I am aware of your role. Did you investigate Palmer or is this a guess?” He knows what I am. Or does he just pretend?
“Yes, I am the seer and I saw Palmer is infected. Now that I revealed my role, I can only hope that you will not be infected for a long while.”
He found two more chances to speak to people in private, asking them to trust him one more night.

Although he had tried to raise suspicion for the German Palmer, after dinner professor Angrist was suddenly the favorite target. When he looked at BaBReady, he realised that he could no longer trust him. He was acting strangely. He could have convinced the others that the professor was uninfected. Was BaBready this mornings target? Did the aliens get him, did they infect the guardian? It seemed like the only solution. Now BaBReady wanted the professor dead, because he knew he was the seer, they had spoken about it. Also, BaBReady had mentioned that he would gain the professor's powers if he died. The bastard. Now there is only one way. I must reveal everything, it's my only chance.

Day Five
The next morning, Angrist started running a computer test. Now that things were out of his hands, he had to know the possible consequences: he feared for a worldwide infection.

Ten minutes later the results blinked on the screen, and the professor made up his mind. They were coming to kill him. Him, an innocent man, who had helped taking out 3 aliens. And after that? The whole world was endangered. Now is the time. He grabbed the axe and took swing.

[Dylflon]

Haha, I liked that, Angrist.


You took everything that happened with you in the game an turned it into a very entertaining narration of your own.

Good show, my friend.

I'd love to see more people do this.