Murder By The Book - Ender's Game

EVENT!

You can all hear voices. They seem to be coming from outside.

"Locked up tight. You'd think they'd be open by now."

"So they're doing as poor as we thought. Maybe the editor wasn't answering his calls because he had to get a second job."

"Well, let's not give them a chance to bounce back, right? Ha! So, start the fire right here?"

"Yeah. Boss wants to be sure we get their library. Told us to go for that first."

Realizing these are not their saviors, but a new threat, everyone runs from the library and rushes down the halls, stopping to catch their breath once they reach the printing presses.

Before they can work out where to go next, they hear more voices.

"FREEZE! Police!"

"What the hell? The cops found us?"

"Well, well. We were just about to check this place out, didn't think we'd find a couple of would-be arsonists. Wonder who these guys are? Maybe they're with Conformist publishing?"

"We can work that out at the station. Come on."

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief. Lacking the energy to move back to the library, they decide to continue the discussion where they are.

Unfortunately, in all the confusion, the record of votes seems to have been lost. The slate is wiped clean.

Votes have been reset. There is a 24 hour extension to the day as compensation.