Day+1

=__DAY ONE WRAP-UP__= =STRONGEST CHARACTER: Spencer Wright= =E**LIMINATED CHARACTER(s): None**=

**Killer's P.O.V.** I sat there in my dark little room, unbeknownst to any of them. I stared at the dozen or so screens above my head, watching them all file into the park. Everything was going perfectly. They didn't suspect a thing...the idiots. I sighed happily, leaning back in my chair, arms behind my head. This was wonderful. Who knew sending just a few little letters could bring a person so much joy? I watched as each of my oblivious guests walked through the gates. Some had decided to bring along friends...no matter. Makes the game all the more fun for me. They'll regret it, the sappy little things...bringing their friends and family into this. I laughed a bit to myself. It's always a weakness...having people to care for. No good can come out of it. They'll figure that out in dear time. I turned towards the left, eyeing a certain screen. My smile vanished. A near-middle-aged man walked across the screen, a fire-axe in his hand. I remembered him well. I'd let my excitement get the best of me, thought maybe I'd get an early advantage. I shook my head at myself, examining the newly-formed bruises on my shins. That's what I get for cheating. You've got to play the game right, no exceptions. But it just looked so...easy. He was all alone...his stupid little colleagues nonexistent... I was becoming angry at myself. How could I have been so careless? I glanced back at the screen, my scowl twisting into a smile, noticing the gash on my escapee's arm. No doubt it would scar. I could feel myself cool down, no longer beating myself up over my mistake. // Forgive and forget, right? // I nodded to myself, my stress melting away. This man could hardly be considered a bump in the road. He was nothing, a minor miscalculation. He'd be out of my way soon enough. I diverted my attention to the others, taking out my papers. I saw a blonde boy and a girl, presumably his sister, running towards a ride. "Mason, hurry //up//!" "Damn, Mad, okay, okay." I scribbled on my notes. //Mason...Madison.//.. I looked back up to see a guy in his mid-twenties, standing with some others as the siblings ran past. He followed the girl with his eyes. I listened intently as he talked to his friends, before taking out a different paper. //Hunter..// My eyes narrowed at him. Something was off about this one. Another screen caught my attention. A young guy with scruffy brown hair wandered through the park. "Cass? Cassidy?" He pulled out his phone, calling a number, to no avail. I chuckled to myself. //Good luck with that, boy...// I continued for a little while longer, until the sun sunk below the trees surrounding the park and my guests slowly began to retreat to the comfort of their complementary hotel rooms. I couldn't help but laugh once more. And they think they'll be leaving in the morning... I took a deep breath, attempting to calm my laughter. I'd given them a day to prepare, is all. Tomorrow the real fun starts. I smirked, //Let the games begin.//