I don't like him... but he was taping up apples. Maybe we can eat them...

[It comes out sort of thoughtful, if forlorn. Those apples looked really delicious... ]

The reason we voted was to choose who we thought murdered a girl in the elevator. We chose someone, but we just didn't have enough evidence to know anything for sure. It seems like a lot happened before we lost our memories, but nobody knows what, or why we're even here.