One Room, Five People!

Five people. One room. And only one was to leave the room alive. All they had to do was argue the rest to their death. Somehow outlive the other four bastards.

One: I'm a teacher. I should live for I'll be molding future generations. A nation's moral backbone are teachers. They're next to only parents. Rest should die. I rest my case.

Two: I'm a doctor. Needless to say, I save number of lives on daily basis. A teacher is all theory, I'm the reality. Remove doctors and a pile of dead bodies shall abound earth. I should live.

Three: I'm a MNC employee. I have a family of four and all I can ask for is pity. My family won't survive without me. I have never harmed anyone ever. I'll beg for my life, if needed. But let me live.

Four: I'm a writer. The teacher is approaching retirement, doctor is running a business, the employee guy is, well, average. I have a dream to chase down. I'll add up to the universe in a way no other can. They oughta die.

Five: Um, I'm a homeless orphan. Don't know what education is. So teacher should live. Was ill once and knows how essential a doctor is. How can an orphan have a parent killed anyway? And writer seems passionate. I have nothing to claim a right to life. Kill me. Let them live.

Bang bang bang bang. And orphan walked out the room.