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	The dialog between Davis and Thomas continued. As soon as the chicken dinner came out, Thomas's smile vanished, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.  [color=tomato]”Well?”[/color] Davis set down his utensils. [color=tomato]”I'm waiting.”[/color]

	Thomas regained his composure and placed his hands on the console in front of him. [color=ADD278]”Very well, Mr Gallo.”[/color] His smile swiftly returned. [color=ADD278]”As you've said, perhaps we are both flawed. Clearly one doesn't have to be perfect to take up the perfection moniker.”[/color] He spread his arms. [color=ADD278]”I think I would make a good mastermind, don't you? You seem to be entertained by what I've been able to do. I think I could stand in for you and continue to run things.”[/color] 

	An audible “hmph” came over the speakers. [color=tomato]”I see.”[/color] He raised a hand to his chin. [color=tomato]”So you're holding everyone hostage because you know they play a significant role in the killing game. And the only way things can continue is if I surrender the game to you?”[/color] He nodded a few times to himself before standing up. [color=tomato]”Sounds logical... from where you're standing.”[/color] Davis paced around his chair and placed his hands on top of it. [color=tomato]”But you misunderstand. I do not simply have a few hundred infinites, or even a thousand infinites. I don't even have just a million infinites or even a paltry trillion infinites. I have an [i]infinite[/i] number of infinites. Most would wonder how such a feat was possible, but a boy as brilliant as yourself must have figured it out already...”[/color] Davis closed his eyes and grinned. [color=tomato]”You have heard of the Phoenix Project, haven't you Thomas?”[/color]

	Thomas scoffed. [color=ADD278]”That's clearly not what's happening here.”[/color]

	[color=tomato]”Because the Phoenix Project was a farce, right?”[/color] Davis put his hands together. [color=tomato]”It's so absurd, but it was exactly what you needed to manipulate Denis into doing your bidding. So the Phoenix Project clearly can't exist. You know this. But what if your lie unknowingly had a basis in fact? Maybe the reason why this killing game can last forever is because I have the power to bring the dead back to life?”[/color] Thomas said nothing, so Davis continued. [color=tomato]”Surely such a thing isn't impossible? Not in the greatest hospital known to man. We're so good that we can even cure death.”[/color]

	[color=ADD278]”Davis, are you really willing to let Denis kill them all?”[/color] Thomas had his arms folded. 

	[color=tomato]”Fortunately Thomas, you are not a threat I have to deal with.”[/color] He turned his back to the monitor, and also everyone watching. [color=tomato]”You were very entertaining, and had things gone a bit differently you might have even taken my place. But at the end of the day, chess is just a game about examining strategies, and you need to be aware of every piece on the board to claim victory.”[/color] Davis folded his hands behind his back. [color=tomato]”And this, is checkmate.”[/color]

	Thomas stood up and looked to his right, clearly reacting to something off screen. Then he looked forward and flashed a confident smile. [color=ADD278]”Even mistakes are made.”[/color] He said before Justiciar appeared on screen and took a swing at Thomas. The camera feed cut out  just as Thomas's head was hacked off of his body. Only Davis was on the screen now.

	[color=tomato]”The night of carnage continues.”[/color] Davis turned to face the monitor again.[color=tomato]”And if you value your lives, you will get out of my room immediately.”[/color]  And with that, the monitors cut out again. 

	Davis's room was exactly what everyone would expect a master of conquest – or carnage – to look like. The room was filled with trophies, everything was gilded in gold save the bed sheets. Everything but a very ordinary looking wooden chest. It was relatively small, a bit taller than Daimyon's knee and a few feet wide. There was a hasp in place, but the padlock was on the floor at the foot of the bed.

	The group in Davis's room could hear people storming out of their rooms.

	“We need to think this through.” It was hard to tell, but it sounded a bit like Cyrus. “Would they really let any of us go? Too many of us will die if we split up and attack them separately.”

	“My sister is alone out there!” Everyone was pretty sure that was Calvin. “I don't like it, but this might be my only chance to see her again! All your leadership has done is get more and more people killed!”

	“...If you're going to insist on thinking with you shit-laden brain, maybe leave your hammer so that we can nail your coffin shut.” That had to be “Ragerus” speaking. 

	It sounded like everyone was already scattering. What was everyone going to do?