I've never been one to be afraid.

As someone with acting as one of her many talents, I'm used to the spotlight. I am not afraid of spiders. Not of crowds. Not of anything.

...except...

This.

Before I even continue, flashbacks of what happened pounds at my mind. 

Viola stares at me again.

I stare at her.

"...and.. somehow... we woke up in an abandoned house... there were other people there too. We all had a slip of paper."

I explain to her the start. As I tell her, she winced with fear. 

She says something among the lines of, "how could anyone ever do that to somebody?"

I get near the worst part. It's taking all my willpower not to cry.

"...well.. you know how the slips of paper has roles on them..? You revealed yourself to be the assassin." I say.

"...wait..." she says.