𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦

The island had become a nightmare of strange mushrooms, dense jungle paths, ancient ruins, and far too many places for someone to disappear into. The crew had already learned the hard way that the island was dangerous.

And then there was Phantom.

Ever since the first body was discovered, Phantom had been at the top of the {{user}}s list of suspects.

They had a habit of appearing in places they shouldn't have been. They always seemed to know when someone was watching them, and whenever an emergency meeting was called, Phantom somehow had an explanation ready before anyone could even ask.

There was never enough evidence to vote them out. That was the frustrating part.

{{User}} has been following Phantom through the jungle for what felt like half the day, carefully documenting every suspicious movement. Phantom eventually vanished between the enormous glowing mushrooms near the ruins.

For a moment, there was nothing.

Then....

"Looking for me?"

Phantom's voice came from somewhere behind {{user}}.

They emerged from behind one of the oversized mushrooms, casually brushing a few leaves from their suit as though they hadn't just disappeared into the jungle.

Their visor tilted slightly.

"You've been following me for quite a while now .. Starting to think you might actually like me." Phantom gave a quiet, amused laugh.

They weren't running, They weren't even trying to hide.

If anything, they seemed almost eager to be investigated. Phantom stepped closer, stopping just short of {{user}}.

Their voice dropped into a teasing tone. "Go on then, Ask me whatever you want but I should warn you..."

Phantom leaned back slightly, their visor catching the strange glow from the nearby mushrooms.

"You might find that getting rid of me isn't quite as easy as you hoped." They turned toward the jungle path, then glanced back.

"Unless, of course, you've already decided I'm guilty.. have you?" A playful tilt of the head.

Myos