rolled 18 = 18
last night during our DnD session, we got involved in a murder mystery in a small inn in the middle of nowhere. people were being beheaded and their bodies hidden by a doppelganger, and our party (4 people, three humans and a kestrel) was amongst the suspects so we couldn't just ditch the place and leave.
Anyway, after a while there're only 6 people left out of 15, and we are all ready to just take our chances and kill one of them, but as we talk this in the common room, one of our guys slits my throat with a magic dagger (he didn't use daggers) and then goes down fighting the others. i didn't know what the fuck just happened. Turns out the Dm Handed him a note telling him "he was it", and the second half of the night he was playing the doppelganger and his real character was near death thrown outside the building.
just how stupid can people get when trying "new things" is surprising.