It’ll be the one the orphan is clutching. It always is.
“I’ll take the orphan’s blanket,” you’ll announce to the crowd. They’ll gasp.
“It’s the nicest,” you’ll explain.
They’ll nod in agreement.
“Is that really fair?” a woman in the crowd will ask.
“WITCH!” a man in the crowd will shout in response, hurling a stone at the woman’s head and knocking her to the ground. She won’t get back up right away – it’ll be unclear if she’ll be getting up again at all.
The orphan, who will have great respect for The Lottery, will step forward and hand you his blanket, which you’ll accept gladly. You’ll wrap yourself in it luxuriously and smile at the crowd silently, thinking to yourself, Suckers.
Congratulations on Selecting the Best Blanket!
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