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Cyrus gritted his teeth as they were caught in the trap. Surprisingly, more people had decided to leave their rooms than he had initially thought. Perhaps this lot was more reliable than he had given them credit for. At the same time, it was easier to point out who he couldn’t trust in a pinch. He didn’t fault those who had decided not to come. If anything, it was the ones gathered here that were going against human nature.

Cyrus himself hadn’t given up hope yet either. Why was the bear doing this? If he wanted a sacrifice, he could’ve just killed Calvin and be done with it. No, the bear wanted to make them lose hope, to feel the hopelessness. The bear didn’t even need to kill anybody for that.

The real question was whether or not the bear actually was going to kill anyone. And perhaps it was time to take a gamble.

[color=D1c2bf]”I believe in hope, but I can’t agree with that plan just yet.”[/color] He grinned at Mondatta, then tapped his own name on the e-handbook. [color=D1c2bf]”Last time I checked, democracy was my speciality. As a leader of the people, you live for the people.”[/color] The politician then glanced at Willow for a bit and twirled his sceptre. [color=D1c2bf]”The most important thing about a democracy… is voting and following the rules.”[/color] He said, hoping maybe someone else would catch on to its meaning.