Seven cloaked figures sat at a long table, their shadows flickering on the walls by candlelight. One of them stood up quickly, and paced around the table.
"One of us here... Is a murderer!" The figure said dramatically. "Although we have put innocent people to death, we must find the killer at all costs!"
"Yes, but who here is the killer? We've searched everyone's history time and again, and even the Spy can't find them!" One of the other cloaked figures said, slamming his fist on the table.
"I have a feeling I know who it may be... Although they try to hide it by keeping their distance from us." The figure paced around the table, and stopped near one of the cloaked figures, who seemed to be staring out the window.
"Sky is the killer!" The figure yelled, as lightning struck outside. Sky jumped slightly, and turned around in her seat.
"Sorry what? I wasn't paying attention." She said, noticing everyone was staring at her.
"You are a murderer!" The figure said again, a slight hint of a Canadian accent escaping through his rage.
"I am not!" Sky defended herself weakly. "Why would I kill one of my best friends?!"
"To draw suspicion away from yourself, of course." Another one of the cloaked figures interupted. The doors to the room burst open, and a group of faceless guards entered. They quickly grabbed Sky by the arms and dragged her from the room.
"I'm innocent I tell you! INNOCENT!" She yelled, as they dragged her away from the others.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
