“Welcome! Welcome! Welcome to the World Warrior competition! We have scoured the globe to find the best fighters and thus you sit before us today! In just a few moments…”
A squat, dwarf of a man runs on the stage, waving frantically.
“What is it man?!”
“It’s Remy. He’s… He’s… They killed him!”
“Remy? That whiny, emo, bitch? Err, I mean… That’s terrible! These fights aren’t supposed to be to the death. But sometimes things happen. Why did they start early?”
“No! He’s been torn to pieces in his bunk!”
“Err, um, everyone calm down! The competition will proceed as planned! I’m sure this is nothing. There is no reason to panic at all, even knowing there’s a murderer on the loose. EVERYONE RELAX!!!”
The announcer rushes off stage with the dwarf man, leaving the fifteen of you to yourselves. Clearly, the best solution is to find out who’s responsible and hang them in their room. When the killing stops, you’ve got ’em!
IT IS DAY.