Alright, that’s enough of that.
The woman on the throne snaps her fingers. A spark runs through each of you, instantly informing you of what to do. Glaring around at the others around you, this desolate place already feels a little bit colder, a little more distant.
A single pit appears in the middle of the clearing. You instinctively know what to do.
[color=Purple]Day one has started. The deadline is Noon EST on May 4th.
With ten alive, it takes six to kill. [/color]