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[Anonymous No.]

That night, the six men held a foreign-style party. I, the youngest, had never had sake or opium, so I found it all to be terribly boring. I secretly snuck away from where the party was, but in the darkness, I was caught by a sinister clown. I was immediately beheaded.

I would never again be capable of even boredom.
After that, there were five honest men left.

[Anonymous No.]

Reported, enjoy your ban.

[Anonymous No.]

foreign-style party's involve opium?

[Anonymous No.]

I very clearly saw my friend, who was poisoned. There's no way it was suicide. After all, I picked out the right coffee and brought it to everyone's rooms. I didn't tell the other two about his death. He never ate or drank anything I, the most wary of our group, didn't prepare myself. I desperately tried to stay awake until they were both asleep. I entered each of their rooms and locked the doors. Yes, I suspected a particular one of the two. The sound of a spike being pounded into a tree rang out from somewhere close by. Just which of them is doing it? My face contorted in terror in the darkness. My hands and feet throbbed in pain in time to the sound. It was just like they were being nailed to something. I thought I should talk to a medium, but then I realized something. That's right, I realized I was being nailed to a tree, and I couldn't move. Just which of the two was doing this to me?

Then, the final nail went through my forehead.

At that moment, I saw the face I expected to see. All light completely vanished, with no time for me to cry out.

[Anonymous No.]

wat