Day One - The Conference
Meeting Log, Thursday August 5th, 2011. 1:35 PM
Superyoshi paced the room, everyone looking up at him from the white conference table between them. He looked nervous, not at all like his usual self. Finally, he stopped abruptly, and faced the crowd before him. "Very well, let's start the meeting. You probably don't know why we're here today, correct?"
Most of the people present nodded. Indeed, almost all of them knew nothing of the incident that had happened just that morning. The only one who did know besides Suyo, sat at the back of the room, his hands moving fast, his face engulfed in shadows. The others would find out soon.
Suyo gave a heavy sigh. He prepared himself for the response he knew very well he would receive, and said, "This morning, there was a murder attempt."
The simultaneous gasp came as no surprise. One of the users present, MessengerOfYahweh, even stood up in shock, placing his hands on the table. "Here...in our...forum?" Moy asked, his features transmitting pure outrage. He was a very proud moderator, and the very suggestion of such an event occurring inside the forum was almost unacceptable. He twitched slightly when someone touched his shoulder, urging him to calm down.
It was Mic, the second newest mod, hired just 5 months before Moy as a replacement for Fourinone, who quit on account of his work piling up too much. Mic gave Moy a reassuring look as he sat down, turning his attention to Superyoshi instead. "Suyo, could you give us a little more details?"
Suyo nodded, resuming his nervous pacing. "That's exactly what I came here for. Those of you gathered here are the most active users, the most trustworthy users, and of course, my fellow moderators. I need people I can confide in, like you all, because the situation is more grave than just a murder attempt. The person who just barely escaped with his life after someone tried to kill him is....Niklaw, the oldest moderator on our site."
The atmosphere in the room tensed even further. Someone had tried to kill Niklaw? And from what Suyo had said, they almost succeeded. But that meant....
"The only way someone could've entered Niklaw's sleeping quarters in the Mod Forum," Suyo continued, "is if they had access to it."
He gave the entire room a grim look, extremely unlike him. The user half-hidden in the back of the room shifted in his seat. It was the person recording the whole conference, in other words, me, brandobrawl. I tapped my pencil against the desk on which the paper I was recording the events rested. I knew exactly what was coming.
"There's a traitor among us."
Consider this a small preview of what's to come. I hope you enjoyed it, and watch out for more in the future.








