[Brinniel]

Black, black, black.
Everything is black.
The air is foul,
And the walls close in
As Death slowly....

Urgh...I cannot think in these conditions! Too noisy, it's too noisy!

Oh bother...I could really use a smoke right about now...

I'm not so sure what to do about this situation. I'm not even sure how I got here... It seems everyone is so quick to accuse one another. Surely, that is the quickest way to get yourself killed.

Since the subject has been brought up, I have no problem sharing with everyone who I intend to vote for each Day. After all, I don't have anything to hide. Not that it'll really matter in the end, anyway. We're all going to die here, both Vampires and innocents, I'm sure of it.

Well, I'm off to go find a dark corner where I can brood. If anyone finds paper and a pen, let me know. Perhaps my thoughts will become clearer once I can write them down..