Theatre Room
This room appears to be a massive theatre. Countless seats litter the room, more than the silly little cast could ever fill. You seem to have come in through the lower entrance, right next to the stage...there looks to be an entrance to the upper floor somewhere, but it's inaccessible for now.
Stranger: And so, they're back here again.
At this point, everyone knows the drill, slowly making their way up to the stage to walk in the center. There's an uneasy silence among everyone present...
...Nobody knows what to say. Nobody seems keen to trust anyone, especially after such an explosive discovery yesterday...
...But Stranger is the first to speak up. "...I'm sure we'll be fine, everyone."
Arsenic: "Are you? Gust is dead. And someone else...killed her."
Seven Stones: He hasn't said a word all day, spending most of said day in his room. He can't meet anyone's eyes.
Ivan: "I mean, all we gotta do is figure out who it is, yeah? ...But, then someone else here'll have to die, too..."
The Destroyer: "Yup-yup! That's the cycle, baby!"
The prawn has arrived. It floats out of seemingly nowhere, and giggles upon seeing the cast. "Ohohooh! Looks like my little friends are right where they need to be! No use waiting then, mmm?"
Stranger: "...You motherfucker..." He mumbles. "...Why do you keep doing this?"
The Destroyer: "It's just to keep a promise I made to someone, that's all! And I'm having fun while doing it!"
The guardrails come up, and the platform begins going down. "Let's goooooo~!"