The Night's Massacre
"Everyone has gathered, it seems," the boy said, glancing around. Despite his cowardice, he could actually put up a good speech — as long as no one called his bluff or threatened him with violence like I had.
"What did you call this meeting for?" A guy in the audience asked, raising his hand. "You said it had to do with the control of this Zone, that's why I came. Don't tell me… you plan on driving the rest of us out?"
"Please wait with your questions and let me talk," the boy replied, professionally pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "As you all can tell, there are only 12 available rooms suitable for sleeping in at night, That is enough for exactly 3 full teams in total. I doubt anyone here wants to sleep on the streets, so I have a proposal for those who have already met up with at least one of their teammates."
At this, the crowd began to stir, half-knowing what's coming next but half-uncertain as well.