You cautiously walk into the maths wing, memories of the previous year coming back to you. Honestly, you can't decide which was worse- last year, or the current situation. You walk through the wing, and find a locker with something shining through the gaps- you open it, hoping it might be a phone or something. You are incredibly underwhelmed to find its a torch. insert different name of somebody in your group says, in attempts to be positive- 'at least we can see better now?' You all seem to collectively sigh in defeat, and just as you are about to take the torch and close the locker, you see yet another hand, with a note perched on the palm. You look to insert the name of sadistic person to do the honours again- he/she raises her/his eyebrows indifferently, and reaches in. You all feel an uncomfortable dejavu when insert sadistic person's name begins to read it out loud; 'i love you, i love you, i LoVe yOu, I lOVe you, i love YOU, I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU......I knnnnew you would listen to me hahahahhaHAH yes I knEW we were meant to beeEEeEeE yyouu listened... now i dont have to hurt youuuuuu.. buuuuut youuouuu have to hurt eachotherrrrrrrreeererrr- I cccant belong ttto all of you at once, ccccan I~? Inn the rest of the lockers, there are a lllllottt of weapons- HAVE FUN, I prOmisE, wHeN yoU win, I wiLL b YoUrS <3.. BbbBbut if i FiNd mOrE tHen oNe oF yOu aLiVe iN 7 MinUtEs...iLL have to hurt you all. sorry. please don't make me do that.. I love you <<<<33333' you all panic, and turn to run out of the wing, but the doors at the opening of the wing smash shut. You'll have to do it. If you want to survive, you have to kill everybody else. You look around, and see a glint in everybody's eyes- visible even in the darkness. There was no way out.
Play a rock paper scissors tournament amongst the group. Whoever remains at the end gets to survive, and have the creature 'be their true love forever.' If you would just kill yourself in this situation, do not participate in the tournament.