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	"[color=6ecff6]Creepy,[/color]" Reno said, the first to break the silence within the group as he sat at one of the cafeteria tables.  It was unsettling seeing dead men talk.  When the video finished, he pulled out a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth before looking at everyone.  If someone voiced disapproval, they could shove it where the sun don't shine.  A man was dead and no one knew who did it.  He fumbled around his pockets for his zippo and, once he gripped it, torched the cig.

	"[color=6ecff6]So ol' boy's sayin' we got some sorta psycho livin' among us.[/color]" he reiterated, inhaling the smoke through his mouth and exhaling out his nostrils.  "[color=6ecff6]Y'know I heard some fumblin' last night.  I even went up to check on it.  Person I looked in on wasn't in their room, though.[/color]"  His eyes shifted over to Marine Biologist.  "[color=6ecff6]What was you up to last night anyway, April?[/color]"