Anyone with half a brain can see that all these murders are insane

[inforapenny]

This is your formal acceptance into the United League of Opera House Survivors. Whether or not you ignore this, You are not alone.

Something must be done. This status is not quo.

We will not be ignored. We will not be manipulated. We will not be victims anymore.

Join me in the dining room. We need to plan.

[Anna also gets an additional message.]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I haven't done more. That I haven't done enough. But being here has made me stronger. Being with you has made me stronger. I'm not a joke, or a dork. I'm just me.

I promised you sunshine, Anna. We're going to get out of here to see your home again.
-Your Billy

[He'll be sitting at the table after delivering 10 of the 11 copies of the same letter that he's written out. The others all were trifolded and slid under dressing room doors with the recipient's name written on the back.

This last one, however, the one that he's worrying in his hands but never unfolding as he sits at the table, simply has a large B written on the back.]

Thanks for, uh. Thanks for coming. If you want to stay on this side of the room, I found a vent that can block this camera but not... not the other one.

Comments

[robitussin]

[She knows this will probably be unpopular, but all the same...]

I don't think we should. [A pause.] But I'll go with whatever the rest of the group thinks.

[inforapenny]

[That almost surprises him, but he holds tighter to the letter in his hand. It's clear what his vote is.]

He's trusted us so far. [His voice is quieter. Not imploring, but. Quiet.] I want to trust him. Moreover, I think we have more to lose not trusting him than we do in trusting him.

[robitussin]

Like I said, I won't throw a fit if everyone wants to invite him, but I don't think we're going to see eye to eye on this one.

[allicareabout]

...I'm with Natalie on that one, actually.