Since we had 4 hours free time in the Okavango Delta when we arrived, our tour leader suggested we play a game to help pass the time. The name of the game is Survivor, although others may know it as Assassins or a variation thereof. The rules of the game are this: you receive on paper a name, a weapon, and a location. Kill or be killed. You must kill the person on your paper with the weapon in hand at the specified location. When you kill, you receive the name, weapon, and location of the person you killed. You become a survivor if the name you receive is your own.
When the tour leader said, “Start!”, everyone became paranoid that where they were standing was the location their killer needed them to be. My first task was to “kill” Dave with a toothbrush next to the fallen tree near the fire pit. I waited there patiently until he passed by. I told him I had an idea that would help him try to kill his victim, who unfortunately knew where she was to be killed and with what weapon due to his first failed attempt. So I killed Dave, but now my next victim, Louise, knew that I had to kill her with a chair by the mokoros.
Meanwhile, Jill was tasked to kill Hanna with a rain fly while she was sitting in a chair. Hanna was by far the most paranoid of any in the group. About 30 minutes after the game started, she finally sat down. Easy kill. Her next task was to kill Carsten in his tent with a shoe. Her patience would rule the day here.
Our tour leader offered for us to try our hand at powering a mokoro. This prompted Louise to run down to the mokoros. I immediately ran down there with a chair hoping for the kill. She jumped in one of the mokoros, and I told her she was dead. She thought she could get off on a technicality. After she argued that “in a mokoro” is different than “by the mokoros”, I lifted her out of the mokoro and she met death. Unfortunately, she already tried killing Heather in the kitchen with some grass reeds, but failed. She was allied with the tour leader, and she was trying to kill me, unbeknownst to me at the time.
During lunch, Heather would not go to the kitchen, because she was afraid that I’d eliminate her. So she had other people grab lunch for her. She was complaining that she needed some more snacks, but wasn’t able to go get them because I was on constant alert.
Later that day, after much of the initial killings had been done, I was playing a game of 500. The tour leader said to the packing team, which included me, that we were to empty the water containers but not by the river, but behind the tents because we didn’t want to contaminate the river. In any event, as I was walking behind the tents Heather came running up behind me with an empty wash basin trying to kill me behind the tents. Fortunately for me, my ally, Cameron, held her back, which allowed me to get in front of the tent in order to survive.
Nearing the end of the afternoon, it was time for swimming at the water hole. Heather started walking towards the swimming area, which she needed to cross the kitchen to get to. I sprinted over and hurdled a couple chairs then began “strangulation with grass reeds”. I became a survivor.
Everybody went to the swimming hole. Carsten raced back to his tent to change so he could get in the water. Jill followed. Carsten was killed in his own tent with Jill’s shoe. Jill became a survivor, he never would have gotten her in a mokoro with a live insect anway. The End.
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