After a short commercial break, the game resumed as though nothing had happened.
Across the Capital, viewers returned to their screens carrying drinks, snacks, and fresh conversation, while in the sectors people gathered again beneath public displays, forced to continue watching because once the game resumed, no one wanted to miss what came next.
Inside the wilderness zone, however, the mood had changed completely.
The question now hung over everyone whether spoken aloud or not:
Who is the Jobless?
Kennedy's death had turned that question from curiosity into fear.
No one wanted to become the next accusation. No one wanted to stand in front of a vote again, knowing now that even innocence offered no protection if enough people believed otherwise. Because of that, every participant became careful—not only in behavior, but in appearance. People now exaggerated their work, making sure every movement looked useful enough to be seen if anyone happened to be watching.
