<i>laughs in hidden</i>

&quot;I don't know who Micah is, but it's great to see you all again! Well, technically, I've been watching the whole time so I haven't <i>stopped</i> seeing you. Well, to those who may or may not remember me, I am Bram Vanhaup, a close friend of yours, and the organizer of this killing game.&quot; [Bram walks over and stands behind one of the unused podiums.] &quot;Let's get this show on the road, shall we?&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by Bram_Vanhaup)</div>

[Bram looks at Shoji like he's a dumbass, because he is.] &quot;Uh, no? What do you think this trial is? That's like asking a teacher for notes right before an exam. You guys are solving the mysteries of the killing game, and your missing memories, all on your own. It wouldn't be fun if I just gave away the answers.&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by Bram_Vanhaup)</div>

[Bram makes a face of exaggerated pain.] &quot;Ouch, that hurt. Man, is that really the way you speak to your boyfriend after so long? I got really lonely backstage once you decided to join the game.&quot;

&quot;Huh? Nah, she was cool. She supported me throughout almost the entire killing game. But then she wanted to feel such <b>extreme despair</b>, so she used the memory-changer-thingy to fuck up her head. And she fucked it up <i>hard</i>. I think she erased almost everything, and even added some stuff that would trigger even more despair later on. You probably feel really guilty about doing a lot of stuff like planning executions and stuff, right? Well, those are all fake memories.&quot; [Bram chuckled a bit.]

&quot;Well obviously <i>you</i> don't love me. Your mind is so fucked I doubt you can even feel real love anymore. The real Alma was my eternally sworn lover though. You're just a husk of her. I mean, don't get me wrong. Seeing this side of you, all broken up and empty, makes me tingle with despair. I'm so upset I could kill myself, that level of despair. It's thrilling.&quot; [Bram has an unsettlingly wide grin on his face.]

&quot;Huh? What are you talking about? This is a trial, you can't leave until you've solved it. I was just giving you a hint to help you solve the puzzle. I'm not giving you the opportunity to re-investigate the entire school.&quot;

“Man, you guys are all so harsh. Something good happen to you?” [Bram glares at Mitsuko.] “The fuck are you talking about? What <i><b>I</b></i> did to Hana? I didn’t do shit. The 2 contributing factors of her death were Setsuna and <i><b>you</b></i>. Don’t blame the executioner, blame the convict.” [Bram pulls out a revolver soaked in dried blood.] “And don’t you fucking threaten me. I have pretty pinpoint accuracy. After all, I learned all my ways of killing from the best. The one and only Ultimate Huntress.”

&quot;Nuh-uh-uh! I said so before, those despair videos are really you guys. They are shopped or edited, you guys all actually said those things. And I may be a psychopath, but I'm sure as hell not a liar.&quot;

[Bram acts like he was stabbed.] &quot;You wound me. In no way is despair sexual. That's pretty gross, honestly. It's when I feel despair, that rush of serotonin hits, and I feel pure happiness, while also feeling pure despair. And you're asking about Elm and Victor? Well, that's for you guys to figure out.&quot;