Spell innocent backwards!

There’s trouble ahead. And there’s only one way to find out who’s the real troublemaker. Someone is a traitor. The others aren’t.

This guy here. He can’t be the traitor. I’ve been sitting with him in this gunroom for five minutes and he hasn’t shot me yet. I’ll trust him.

Shots fired. Somewhere on the second floor.

A loud scream from our Discord server blasts most of our eardrums. The poor guy slams his keyboard in silence without saying a word. He can’t tell who shot him — those are the rules.

Some fellow can’t hold back his laugh. He must be the traitor everyone thinks. “Don’t trust Lawrence”, insists BluntMachete! We all agree but are forced to reconsider while GotASegway decides to bring more paranoia to the table. “Perhaps BluntMachete wants us to believe Lawrence is a traitor by moving the blame off of himself?”

I don’t know. I don’t know.

Distant shots heard. Someone’s getting trigger-happy. “Damn, he was innocent…”, mumbles Lawrence leaving us to believe he was the one responsible for the shots we had just heard. “Lawrence must be innocent then, right?”, asks my friend in the gunroom. “Why else would he be disappointed to find out he had accidentally eliminated a teammate? Or was it just a trick?”

I don’t know. I don’t know.

The friend in the gunroom with me is nervously strafing around as the clock ticks towards the end of the match. Someone’s got to act up soon and it isn’t going to be me. I’m innocent. It’s clearly indicated in the lower right corner of my screen. “INNOCENT”.

The friend has stopped moving around and asks why am I suddenly pointing my gun at him. “Spell innocent backwards!”, I say to my friend. “Spell it backwards. Now! Quickly!”.

Shots fired in the gunroom. He was a traitor.

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